Dalek Prime wrote:
No way. In my mind, your balls are flapping in the breeze, on Lace's grassy hilltop.

No, Dalek, that's not me in your mind. I won't let it be me,
do you hear me? I want to make it crystal clear that you do
not have my permission to insert me into your imagination, dressed or behaving, in any way whatsoever that could be thought of as unrespectable or undignified. I want you to post an announcement, right now, stating that you were mistaken about the identity of the person present in your mind at the time of the imaginary "flapping in the breeze" scenario and that, whoever it was, it was most certainly not me or a charachter based on me. If you refuse, I will not hesitate to retaliate by imagining you in some, yet to be decided, extremely embarrassing and physically painful situation.