Your intention was to make me feel ashamed. For being a forbidden combination of genders. A boy who can talk like a girl. WTF.
I was made the wrong way, in your eyes. Nature makes mistakes. Some of us are perfect males. Perfect females. And then there are the in betweens.
The multi-lobed carrots that wanted to be ginsengs. But they didn’t quite make it and got stuck in between.
But let me tell you something. You’re not any more “normal” than I am. You just happen to be the majority. That’s all. There’s just more of you, and fewer of me.
The carrots didn’t want to be ginsengs. They just wanted to be carrots with multiple lobes. Get it?
If anything, YOU are the one who is artificial. Carrots used to be of all shapes and colours before the “perfect” orange carrots were selected. You’re just an orange carrot.
Wikipedia: In the 17th century, Dutch growers cultivated orange carrots as a tribute to William of Orange — who led the the struggle for Dutch independence — and the color stuck. A thousand years of yellow, white and purple carrot history was wiped out in a generation