new here, but love seeing this thread! I've been a proud dyke for most of my adult/out life. I refer to myself that way even. I feel like it empowers me to show that a nice woman, who looks like society's stereotype of "trouble" in my leather jacket, wallet chain, baby-face with short hair, and tatts doesn't give a rip when someone calls me a dyke. I usually just say, "It's Mr. Dyke. Get it right." and keep walking.
Or I just look at them and say, "Boo!"
Viva la Dyke
