I was walking downtown the other day and saw a really sad thing. There were transgendered and LGBT people all over the place, frantically looking for a rest room they could use. I felt so sorry for them and wondered what it must be like to have to go all day without being able to find a place to pee. It made me feel so guilty, knowing that I was born with “straight-person privilege.”
Then I stopped into a bakery to grab an apple fritter just as the police were hauling the owner off to jail for refusing to bake a wedding cake for a gay customer. And while I was there, I saw this lecherous sleazebag follow an innocent little girl into the ladies room, claiming to be a woman with a man’s parts.
No wait, that didn’t really happen. None of it ever happens. Anywhere.
I have never seen a transgendered person puzzling…
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