"Are you fully transgendered?"
...I'm sorry, but I have to let my sarcastic, snarky, smart-alecky personality override common courtesy here.
Yes. I spent many years as a nomad, searching for the fabled Trans-Ri-La. I climbed the peak of Mount Transjiyama, and meditated with the monks of the Order of Gender-Bending. I trained in the art of Trans-Kwan-Do, and quickly rose to the top. I could outshine the most fabulous Gender-beinging monk with little more thank a sultry sigh or a flirtatious wink. A single schoolgirl-giggle from me could rip you to pieces. I learned the art of Fabulosity (that is a real word, you know. It's part of the native tongue of Trans-Ri-La.), becoming a black belt in mere weeks. Be cautious, grasshopper - I am a living weapon of mass sex appeal.