It just occured to me that I never told you. I wanted to put a stop to the confusion.
Me too.
And I always thought you were male, though.
I’m not sure where this confusion comes from, we’ve got to stop it right here!
Ummmm… like…I knew that, my dear. No confusion here, except to wonder why you would think anyone was confused about which set of gonads you have. 
Same for you, Monsieur Poirot. I always figured you as a male-type guy. 
Even with my time away from the board while on vacation, I figured this much out.
Just in case any newbies may be wondering (to keep with the OP, so to speak) I am ALL female. A lonely, loves to flirt, silly at times, hugaholic female, to be sure; but all female. JSYK.
That reminds me:
{{{{{Whammo}}}}} <still love your pic, btw, holding your head in your hand like that>
{{{{{Poirot}}}}}
And I’d like to come clean too. I’m not a muffin. I’m a strudel.
I must confess. I am pink, not yellow. I have five fingers. I do not have a big pot belly, and I do not wear a white shirt and bluejeans every day. I have a full head of hair, and wouldn’t wear a short sleeved dress shirt with a tie, even though Sipowitz does it.
–Tim
Gee, glad that confusion is cleared up! Who’d a thunk it?
Okay, you’re male. But do you have lingering doubts and issues? Unresolved ambiguities that express themselves as vociferous, “protest too much” overkill insistence on hyper-masculinity, distracting attention from doubts about sexual orientation?
Lessee, disdains “wimmins” and “vaginals”; utters caveman yowls about grilling…well, is anyone else suspicious??
::blinks innocently::
Don’t worry, Whammo; we’re here for you!
(Fair’s fair; you didn’t walk into this one; you ran!)
Veb
Your here for me… THANK YOU!! Hurry then Veb Drop your pants or to your knees! LOL
I swear to God I am not the pig I make myself out to be. 
E
Hmmm. Okay. But we (plural) are only “here” in the most figurative sense. Truly. Really. (wink back atchya.)
Veb