[Hyzenthlay]

I thought that was called a ‘tomboy’ last I checked.

[Peet]

Aw, GEEZE, this brings back some aweful memories...

I used to work at a large northeastern U.S. univ that shall remain nameless. There was a guy there, friendly with a cow-orker (that right there tells you what field I worked in). Also an athlete (competition-level bicyclist) with the physique that goes with that - huge leg muscles, etc.

At some point in "his" life, "he" decided "he" was a female. Last time I saw "her", this is what I saw: A former guy with bicyclist legs, broad shoulders, narrow butt, long hair, and the same old homely face, but with lipstick.

Oh, yeah, I forgot. Boobs. S/He had breasts installed. I'm talking KNOCKERS here - or as Al Bundy woulda called 'em; "snack trays".

I've tried beer - scotch - various other chemicals - and I still can't WASH THE IMAGE OUT OF MY BRAIN! GO AWAY!

*whimper*