The CIA sex change ray is real, I believe it. Some months ago a man in a black trenchcoat pointed his umbrella at my friend. Recognising the transgun, I leaped in front of him and took the bullet. Now ai find that I’m growing my hair out and spending 500% more time in the shampoo and conditioner aisle, or staring longingly at the pretty colours in the women’s section of the department store from my vantage point in the grey and blue menswear section. I know I’m done for, my future is all pink, but at least I can get the word out about these shadowy spooks enfeminating innocent men at random.
The CIA sex change ray is real, I believe it. Some months ago a man in a black trenchcoat pointed his umbrella at my friend. Recognising the transgun, I leaped in front of him and took the bullet. Now ai find that I’m growing my hair out and spending 500% more time in the shampoo and conditioner aisle, or staring longingly at the pretty colours in the women’s section of the department store from my vantage point in the grey and blue menswear section. I know I’m done for, my future is all pink, but at least I can get the word out about these shadowy spooks enfeminating innocent men at random.