The only male in residence in my home is a desexed poodle who cannot type. (Though he does like my iPhone.) I am a girl-shaped person and prefer to be referred to as such.
I’m a woman. I like it.
I don’t think anyone’s ever confused me with a guy.
I am a man. [punch]
Okay, then girl-shaped person it is.
I’m a he-beast.
“The Man”
Do you post and deliver yourself?
You just described my old roommate in Texas.
Do I even need to answer?
Although I’ll admit I put the ‘girl’ in my name because, one of my friends said, one of my X chromosomes has a short leg. grunt belch wipes grease off of hands onto pants
The question is: do you grunt, belch and wipe grease off your hands onto your pants in front of other people, unapologetically? 
I voted “male” but with action lacking for many moons now, it really doesn’t make any difference. 
old bag
Of course! Why wouldn’t I?
Female. But it’s pronounced fee-mah-lay.
You’re sure you’re not an octopus?
Well, I am that too.
That’s terrible.
In that case, you can be an honorary guy!
My parents will be so proud! No, wait, that’s not the word. What was it again? Oh, yeah, ashamed. 
She.