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to the transgenders who ask me to help them pick out dresses that think i'm sooo liberal: i nearly die laughing every time you take one of my intentionally ridiculous frilly suggestions. seriously, i'm not coughing. you give me the creeps and i resent you bringing me into your sick little world. however, i would talk to you all day long if it meant that i didn't have to spend a minute with "what's the lining made of?!" allergy lady. I always want to say dust mites and carcinogens but she'd be way too hard to manage. and you definitely come in after "vicodin/what did i buy last time" freak. i guess you're not so bad...please kill me.
^that's not funny and it will not happen >8(
^i need your stats ;)
it's called retail; i forgot to mention the legally retarded sheboons. I need a hug, not criticism.