Okay, Sapph, so it's positive, and not by your man. What next? Far from being aggravated, I'm delighted the test identified ME. I did warn you about my high motility result, but you wouldn't listen, would you?
Oh. You must be mixing me up with someone else, Wiz. I've stopped playing with boys and the toys I use won't turn out with such results. Hey... Wait a minute... If it wasn't me, and you thought... Hmm... Who were they then..?
Irene? Hmm. Nope, im positive my girlfriends name is a different, and her hand is even more beautiful than whoever Irene's hand. Where did you find this Irene?
Only people who lived in the '50s and '60s have girlfriends called Irene. All the Irenes were wiped out by what became known as the great Kylie, a plague originating in the southern hemisphere somewhere.
Oh, I wasn't guessing, but I'm sure her name is lovely. :) I was merely pointing out that the Irene population suffered a catastrophic plunge in numbers and that as a species they were extinct by about 1972. Very sad.
It's too late for that. :( The Irene gene pool has run dry. The same tragedy happened to Hildas, Gladys' and quite a few other species who once flourished in the grim, sooty wastelands of the post-war period.
Their time has gone I'm afraid and even if they were to be reconstituted as a viable population it's very likely that allergies to more modern names would see them slowly decline again. My own theory is that the air quality is just too deficient in lead and carbon particulates for them to survive and their natural habitat, the Manchester terrace, is so rare as to leave them nowhere to make their breeding nests.
Benedict Arnold 