Yep. I’ve never made a secret of it. In fact, the whole story behind the user name can be found here. The only reason I bring this up is, occasionally I get a “hubba hubba” or “how YOU doin” type line from other male posters. Not even from our popular alternative Canadians, just your everyday Joes. I figure if I occasionally announce it to the world, I won’t step on any overly fragile male egos. So there you go. If you ever wondered why that NurseCarmen chick had a mouth like a sailor, it’s because he’s not a chick, and he’s a sailor.
I’m a guy too. I’m even applying to nursing graduate school for next fall for real.
Carry on.
You know they say Homophobia is based in Arousal, but I don’t have a good study to link to at the moment…
Just Kidding Man
I had to make early mentals on two posters…
you and DungBeetle.
I’m a guy too. FWIW I’ve read a couple hundred of NurseCarmens posts and I already had a pretty good idea he is a guy.
[monty python singers]
men, men, men, men…
[/monty python singers]
Can I call you Cuddles anyway?
I just like the name Cuddles.
Muffin’s a guy, too.
Me, I’m a girl. Go figure.
People thought I was a guy for a while. I think there are still some who still don’t realise I’m not.
So what am I?
That just leaves two other choices 
Like I told NurseCarmen, I always knew he was a man… I just imagined a large, hirsute, muscular Latino in a starchy white uniform. ::mrrrroowww::
He doesn’t quite fit that description, but he’s mighty fine. And funny. And hirsute, especially in the chin-al area.
I always wondered whether “nurse” was supposed to be an adjective or a verb.
I have a vagina.
Where do you keep it?
Poke some holes in the lid.
If I’m bought dinner and a movie I’ll give a tour.*
*ok no I’m not that easy
What shocks me most is that you’re not a nurse.
Oh, I’m male too. Perhaps we should start a club.
Um, shouldn’t that be himsute?
Ah man, a nurse - called Carmen?!?! Dude, I’ve cracked a couple off to your username. Can I have my sperm back please?
I met this girl in a bar one night, her name was Carmen. I said “That’s a pretty name, are you named after someone in particular?” She said “No, I named myself. I love cars, and I love men. They’re the two things I love most. So I combined the names, and named myself Carmen.”
“What’s your name?” she asked me.
“Beerf*ck.”
Do you know the rules of cricket and fart in bed then?
Me too, isn’t it RAD? You can pee your name in the snow!