Blogger: TRANNY RANCH lifted her hands, clutched at the fabric of her rent gown and proceeded to extend the tear ever downward herself. I was transfixed. When the rip eventually reached the hem of Moira's long gown, she hadn't the strength, or leverage necessary to separate the thicker material. After a couple of savage tugs, she flashed a wicked smile "Bugger! It would've worked in the movies