Fifty-two ex-lesbians blocked my car a mile from the toll booth. They wanted something. But what? "What's wrong with you women?!" I demanded to know. "We are ex-lesbians and we demand that you join us in Chriostian-friendly activities!" The lead ex-lesbian demanded. "You spelled 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯 wrong," I pointed out, even though I didn't see it written down anywhere. "That's a typographical error so just ignore it!" She instructed.