n3rd gender
A gender so complicated it’s like trying to solve a math problem with your eyes closed and a headache.
'I’m not a boy or a girl, I’m a n3rd gender,' he said, while drawing a picture of a cat wearing a crown.
She texted me: 'I’m a n3rd gender. You’re not. You’re just slow.'
He said in class: 'Why do you need to know my gender? I’m trying to think here.'