Timmy, a man who loves wearing frilly, poofy dresses

It had been by chance that Timmy had found The Rulebook.

"Hmm..." he thought, picking the book up with hands covered in white silk opera gloves. Sure, the odd looks he was getting of his choice of dress was expected. The only thing that changed from ten years ago was the insults. They had hurt a whole lot less now than they used too.

"What to change first?"