All because you flew overseas to meet your boyfriend.

Why're you male?

... what kind of question is that?

Why, indeed, do people have genders? Wouldn't it be so much better to reproduce asexually?

Oh, my. It would most definitely not be better to reproduce asexually.

Really?

I would have to change the rating of this thread (again) to post the sentence that logically follows what you just said, but I'm too lazy to change the rating, so I guess that sentence will go unsaid.

Therefore, I'll just agree with you. But what if we could reproduce by budding? Heads growing out of arms, and so forth.

Haha, yes. Let's be appropriate for daytime television.

And logically follows? You're young to be thinking of these type of things.

Whatever I was thinking about, I was not thinking about that. Wait ... I'm thinking about that now. -glare-

Is this the moment to extol George R. R. Martin, who became my god when I was eleven?

I'm not even sure if I should praise him. GRRM forbid some one below 18 be introduced to such filthy work.

Dude, she's fifteen. When I was 15, I wasn't think about anything else!

And that still goes.

Same here, Prof! It's worse now. But I figured I was just an oddball...

I don't think it stops until you hit menopause.

What the -- now I'm going to be staring at everyone in my grade and wondering whether they're thinking I'm thinking.

Thanks a lot. I knew I should've joined this site.

All your classmates are wondering what everyone around them looks like naked during math class.

I stand by this statement.

Actually, in math class, I was always thinking about math. The one exception to the rule. *hearts math* I wonder what it would be like if you could have sex with math? OMG, I think I just lost sanity points. *dies*

Really? In math class I'm either perfecting my newest ambigram design, writing, brainstorming, or sleeping.

Oh, and sometimes I take notes.

I have no friends in math class. At least, I didn't last year. Maybe this year will be better.

Okay, so now I look crazy. That's what I thought about. But I hated math. And there were some funny looking people in there.

I'll revise my statement to science. Science reminds people of their gooey parts.

Maybe we can reproduce like starfish. Cut off a limb and have the rest of the body grow around it.