“What are you?”
“Mostly carbon, I think.”
“No, no, like. What’s, uh, what’s in your pants?”
“Nothing. I’m smooth as a Barbie doll down there. My creator did not see fit to provide me with such things.”
“Um.”
“Oh, wait, you’re asking about my gender, aren’t you? My bad, I thought you were being shitty about me being a cyborg. In that case, my gender is "go fuck yourself.”“