No worries, Scouse. I'll concede that you're better at thinking that you're one of the guys than I am at thinking that I'm one of the girls. Your latent homosexuality is stoking your vehement mental hip-thrusting so, yes, you've had more practice than I have in aiming for something you were not born to be.
In my case, a woman; in your case, a man.
Blurt you’re gayer than a row of pink tents, just look in the fucking mirror.
Straight blokes don’t wear make up and women’s dresses, nor do they have sex change operations.
What the fuck happened to you in your childhood???
In fact, spare me the details, I really don’t want to know...
I suspect that your ma parading you around in her Playboy bunny outfits may well have contributed towards your mental trauma.