"Oh, jeez, sorry mister... I didn't know I was supposed to wear a shirt."

"Kid, you need to have clothes on in public spaces..."

"Well, technically I am not a kid, I am just small.... and I don't have nipples that show, sooo why a shirt, not to mention, I didn't develope a chest like most people born the gender I was, but I also don't identify with that biological gender and feel it's okay to not wear a shirt..."

"Yes, but people are staring at you..."

"Oh, are they staring cuz my tail is super fluffy? I know that people love to cuddle it... wait no, its my ears isn't it, people get taken back by how many holes I have.... Oh wait, I know what it is, they have to stare at my eyes and that I am waist height.... yeah, that makes sense, I would have those lewd thoughts too if I was them."

"......you know what... just do what you do... I'm done with the conversation and uncomfortable...."


And that is how we take care of rude comments *smirk*