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Joke - Is a computer male or female?

A Spanish teacher was explaining to her class that in Spanish, unlike English, nouns are designated as either masculine or feminine.
"House" for instance, is feminine : "la casa."
"Pencil," however, is masculine : "el lapiz."
A student asked, "What gender is computer?"
Instead of answering, the teacher split the class into two groups, male and female, and asked them to decide for themselves whether "computer" should be a masculine or a feminine noun. Each group was asked to give four reasons for its recommendation.
The men's group decided that "computer" should definitely be the feminine gender ( "la computadora"), because:

1. No one but their creator understands their internal logic
2. The native language they use to communicate with other computers is incomprehensible to  everyone else
3. Even the smallest mistakes are stored in long term memory for possible later retrieval and
4. As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half of your paycheck on accessories for it.

The women's group, however, concluded that computers should be masculine ("El computador"), because :

1. In order to do anything with them, you have to turn them on
2. They have a lot of data but still can't think for themselves
3. They are supposed to help you solve problems, but half the time they ARE the problem and
4. As soon as you commit to one, you realize that if you had waited a little longer, you could have gotten a better model.

THE WOMEN WON.

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