Long Live the "Y" Chromosome
Yeah I'm talking about man stuff here. I got a "Y" on my zipper and a "Y" in my genes. Man up! Man up! Scratch. Grunt. Spit. Now pee standing up. Yeah.....
Um...guys...I think we're in trouble. Apparently that whole "Y" thing that makes us manly men may be a massive mistake made of missing...manstuff? Our little "Y"s are shrinking. No, I don't think we can blame cold water either. I know we all read this article from back in 2003 that said that our little "Y"s could take care of themselves. Yeah, me too. But today I was reading this brand new article. It says we're screwed as far as our half of the species goes. We've got maybe 15 million years left to strut around adjusting ourselves. Then we're nothing more than a few rusting war machines and some writing on an abandoned bathroom wall. Clearly the man hating lesbiens are going to be thrilled when that day comes. Those of us who become XX dudes, fight the good fight. Remember us when you write your names in the snow (I mean, if you can still do that). Be like the mole vole.
From the article:
Graves says this has already happened in the case of the mole vole, an aggressive little rodent that appears male and is able to reproduce despite having lost its Y chromosome.
Aggressive huh? Those little guys are like John Wayne, "Take 'em both, we don't need either of them." I don't know about you but I think that mystery is solved. Put me in an apron on my knees cleaning the toilet and I'd get a little aggressive too. Now multiply that by being a mole and a vole, that's short guy syndrome times several billion, no matter what witty statement is written on the apron.
I guess there is only one thing left to do guys. We've got to party. We've got to party like there's only five billion four hundred and seventy five million tomorrows left to go.
Wow...that's a lot of beer. Maybe we can postpone the party for a billion or so days. But when we throw that party it will be so huge and so loud and so crazy that the XX Men will be talking about it billions of years later. "Yeah, those XY guys really knew how to party."




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Shrinking Woodys! Oh No!
Posted by: Billy The Blogging Poet | August 11, 2006 7:51 PM