I like No. 44.
If trans folk do have to explain something to you that may be uncomfortable, triggering, or upsetting for us, buy us a bunch of flowers, take us for dinner, drop something into our PayPal. No labor should be free.
So, I'm going to start charging for information all over my fucking family because they really are a bunch of nosey gits.
And when is anyone going to pay me for cleaning up the cat sick I found this morning?
It's just more of the "look at me, look at me...how dare you look at me!" (to infinity).