“What is your gender?”
Dawn: “Okay, so imagine like, a woman. But a little to the left, and also not a woman.”
Sasha: “The way I see it, if you’re attracted to me, that’s kinda gay.”
Darya: “Wouldn’t you like to know, biscuithead.”
Paisley: “I like to think that, if you stood really far away and squinted, you’d think, oh, that’s a gender. Then you look right at me and it’s like, oh, haha, my mistake! No gender here!”
Buffett: “Oops! Your search turned up no results.”
Appleton: “I don’t subscribe to that.”
Ponzu stares at you until you become uncomfortable.







