I'm quite happy being a male of the species.
Understand me, there is not a thing wrong with the female form -- I am an ardent admirer and appreciator of said form -- but I am quite happy with my second-hand experience.
Some of my reasons for being happy to be male are a trifle esoteric (as a "for-instance", as a male of the species I'm fairly sure that my sparring opponents aren't pulling their punches -- Hey! I said they were esoteric!) but most are pretty much the standard fair -- the simple contentment of writing your name in the snow, that sort of thing.
Over the last few days, however, I have discovered another reason to thank God for making me male: As a male of the species, the chance of me developing an Internet bunny-boiler of my very own is slim at best.
I say this after reading posts in the 'Comments' section of Lady Tam's blog, where it seems that the lass has picked up a malapropian creepy crush.
And when I say 'malapropian', I mean someone needs to take the thesaurus away from that boy and beat him with it. Plus, the 'Keep It Simple, Stupid' concept has apparently never occurred to him, because he seems to absolutely delight in using fifty words where any other writer would have used one.
The icing on the cake, so to speak, is found at his blog, where he proudly displays several photos of Lady Tam, including her infamous Bikini Shot.
I will admit to possessing a copy of that picture, however, I don't have it displayed in an Internet sidebar shrine.
That sort of thing constitutes heading off into 'Person of Interest' territory, as we say in Law Enforcement.
If you want further information, Tam's co-worker ColtCCO has links to the whole thing at his blog.