There may or may not be a method to this madness.

homo-machina:

wodneswynn:

wodneswynn:

The ghost of gender past, the ghost of gender present, and the ghost of gender yet to come.

“Gender?” said Scrooge.  “Bah, humbug!”

“Tonight, you will be visited by three genders.” “Three?” demanded Scrooge. “But there are only two genders!” Marley pinched the bridge of his nose and muttered, “God dammit, Scrooge, this is fucking *exactly* why I’m here.”

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