Yawn.
You really have no idea what you're talking about.
Because I defend someone's right to make choices about their own body, doesn't mean that I do the thing you're driviling about.
Some of us can manage to walk, and chew bubblegum, at the same time ... I know that is obviously a revelation to you that such super-human feats are possible, but they truly are.
I don't own a fedora, in fact I think you'd be shocked just how far off base you are if you saw me in person.
I look more like I belong on the set of Demolition Ranch, not Gone With the Wind.
But from the stupid shit that you spout on here all the time, I'm going to go out on a limb and say you walk around all day in a t-shirt that is just a collection of holes joined together to form a garment by a combination of snot, dried up chocolate dairy food, pizza grease the bits of mince pie that squirted out after each bite.
I hazard that you don't need to worry quite so much about a girl requesting that you use a dental dam as you aparently do, because they don't offer you the chance to get that filthy sewer, that you jokingly refer to as a mouth, anywhere near their pink bits in the first place, and who could blame them.
Your comment, such as it was, failed at the first hurdle (being useful or in context), which seems your raison d'etre.
Start being less of an oxygen thief, or go back to sucking off David Seymour and shaking your fists at clouds ... whichever you feel that your limited intellect will have at least a 50/50 chance of succeeding at.