By Xauri’EL Zwaan
Tiffany said, “Please call me she. I identify as a woman.”
Snorting with laughter at his own joke, Roy stroked his neckbeard and proclaimed, “Well, I identify as an attack helicopter!”
Tiffany shot him with a Hellfire missile.
His last words before the explosion were “You SJWs are so sensiti–”
Xauri’EL Zwaan is an old soul in a young body growing old; a mendicant artist striving for meaning, fame and fortune, or pie (where available); a gender-fluid bisexual, greenpunk socialist, Satanist, and Goth.