"Cecilia, I don't think that we are working out", Jeff says to you. He's not the first guy to break up with you, but it still hurts. You stand there and watch him walk out the door. After a while you walk to the freezer, pull out a tub of icecream, and call your best friend Carrie. She lives across the hall so she's over in minutes. Like som many times before she consoles you. "Honey, he was just intimidated by you. You're to competitive. You beat him a pool, rock climbing, baseball, and just about everything else you guys did together. If you would just let them win once in a while you'd do better. I swear sometimes I think you'd be better off as a guy", she states. Maybe it's the sugar rush from the icecream, but that statement gives you a great idea. "You're right, I'd be better off a a guy", you state and go over to your computer. "Uh, what are you doing", Carrie asks? "I'm looking for a good transformation clinic in the area". She walks over and says over your shoulder, "Sweetheart, I don't think giving yourself a penis is going to solve your problems".
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