Where’s My Jetpack?
Overheard conversation, just a few minutes ago:
Yeah, I didn’t get any L4s, so she told me to just take some of Sarah’s, but Sarah’s were, like, starving to death so I just cloned some from Andrea’s plates and Sarah’s plates – hopefully I’ll get enough to do the lab.
My biologist friends are all a bit on edge lately, since they’ve been getting up every six or seven hours to feed worms and make sure their fruit flies are all virgins and whatever else people do in genetics lab. Whenever I’m down in the late-night greasebucket with them, they start hallucinating bugs on my food.
I’m very, very glad that I’m not a biologist.