I’m A Lumberjack And I’m Alright…

(My coworker and I are talking on Skype, and the conversation turns to gender. We are both female.)

Coworker: “I watched a science show about genetics or something. Anyway, there was a portion that was saying that the Y chromosome is slowly dying out, and eventually there will only be us ladies left. It was interesting.”

Me: “Yay, extinction!”

Coworker: “But by the time this happens, like in thousands of years, we’ll probably have developed a ‘Brave New World’ type existence, and all procreation will be done in a lab. So, no dudes needed? Yay?”

Me: “But… I like dudes. They have beards and they smell nice and they look good in flannel shirts.”

Coworker: “Agreed… luckily, I will be long gone by then. Unless I’m time-traveling.”

Me: “A world without lumberjacks is a world I don’t care to inhabit.”