It’s a Boy!
Sure, his vocabulary is elementary at best and his personal rantings are sometimes awkward but his spine is straight and he came from my man womb. He’s my baby and, gosh darn it, I’m gonna love this little albino fella forever.
In fact, I love him so much I just had to share him with the world. So I took his recently removed foreskin and cloned him. Yes, I took the DNA from his bloodied wee meat and multiplied the genetic code. Then, in a magnificent moment of terror and miracle, his fabricated children rolled down the processing belt one by one.
Now you can have a Trismus baby of your own!