Well, I’m glad you found your niche in the diverse mosaic of whateversexuals.
I don’t think anyone should be encouraged to follow the Romneysexual path. From what I’ve heard, you go on a searching quest but all you come away with is a lousy pair of magic underwear.
And they clash with my heels anyway.
On the other hand (she wore a glove) they might make for a good tourniquet when I ride into battle, winged and naked astride my trusty armored Sabercat...and things don’t go as planned.
Hey I’m good but war is hell.