About beer ... my one kid now drinks Shinerbock.
As for our friend Dylan, it grinds my gears that people like that claim to be a gal like me, but only for the fun stuff. Dressing up, hair, make up, heels ... but none of the not so fun stuff. I don’t have to explain.
It has been pointed out that when these adult males convert to female in their 20 and 30s, and 60s, that they sure missed out on the actual female experience of growing up, puberty, male attention and the learning process, pregnancy, the entire complex years of being a female and going from little girl, to a blossoming ripe teen, to woman.
Being 50 and throwing on a dress and putting on some lipstick skips the entire life of female.