-JESUS CHRIST! Babe, are you seeing this? What the hell did they do? I thought you said you could pull some strings with management to make sure we stayed the same gender!

=Actually, love, I believe I said we were staying COMPATIBLE, and judging by how tasty you’re looking right now, I’d say they went above and beyond.

-YOU did this? Why didn’t you tell me you were planning this?

=Would you’ve agreed to it if I did? We’re at Exchange. Island. Here, we have the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to experience what it’s like to be someone else, and you wanted to stay as close to the same old guy that you are every single day! So what’s the harm in shaking things up? It’ll only be for a week.

-I feel like everyone’s staring. It’s starting to freak me out...

=Well, you shouldn’t be fiddling so much with your suit, babe. Looks like you’re rubbing one out in the middle of the beach from where I’m sitting.
-I can’t get it to fit right, it keeps pressing against… against this lady’s “flower.”

=Ha! Welcome to women’s fashion, where anything nice is too skimpy and too tight. Not that I’m complaining right now. God, with hips like that, they couldn’t MAKE a thong that could fit over all that! Hey, if you feel the need for me to “tend to the garden,” I know of an out-of-the-way cabana that’s usually always empty…
 
-That is NOT funny!