Dear Hun-Hun…

Dear Hun-Hun,

Last night I took Ling-Ling out for a bamboo dinner and tired to impregnate her again, but to no avail. I begin to fear we’ll go extinct before she bears me a child. Also I begin to fear Ling-Ling might actually be a boy, which would explain our barren marriage. If only we weren’t such an androgynous-looking species…

Your friend,

Hsi-Hsi