My current amusement is the fetus. When you start, it's a bean... it grows to a plum... then an avocado.... then... presumably a bigger fruit. Although, if your fetus is ever described as a pineapple I'd start to worry. Why fruit? Why not bread? (Your fetus is a crouton! Your fetus is a dinner roll! Your fetus is a loaf!), why not meat? (Your fetus is a cocktail weenie! Your fetus is a steak! Your fetus is a rib roast!). That'd free up fruits for more useful descriptors. You think you've got cantaloupes up there? Well, give it a few months and you'll have watermelons!
Just... don't get pineapples, eh?
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