You need the laugh - no really, you DO
Jul. 21st, 2006 08:50 amInterview With The Embryo
It was a strange thing, the other day; there I was, in the scientific laboratory, talking to an embryo. It had a small voice, like an angel crossed with a kitten, and it explained to me how it wanted to be killed.
"I'm doomed anyway," it said nobly, drawing what passed for shoulders up so it stood up straight in the test tube. "It's not like I was destined for life; I'm a spare, made just in case some other embryo fails, or I was donated by some other couple. Fact is, there aren't enough wombs to go around to take all of me and my brethren, and we have decided to make something of ourselves."
"But... that's such a sacrifice..." I stammered.
Go. Be entertained.