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Sometimes when I'm really bored I amuse myself with thinking "what if". It usually starts with "what if I was insanely rich" and "what if I was flying away", but every now and then it moves onto "what if a male dog is feeling bad the day after because he humped a female the day before". "Oh, no, why did I do that? Now she has to think that I'm some sort of pervert. Ah, why didn't I just smell her bum?"
Yesterday me and Mr. English discussed the pros of working with plants instead of people.
"There's no aftermath if a plant should die. I can just chuck it in the bin and I don't have to face an inquiry from the plant's relatives wondering why I did what I did. It's like being a doctor but without all the ethics. I mean, if I graft a branch of an appletree onto something and check the result, no one will be angry. Should I do that with a human being though... Also, plants don't talk back, they don't tell you what they think is wrong with them because they read it online and it has to be that incredibly rare disease which has been extinct for 500 years."
It's a bit strange when you think about it really and apply human thoughts to something that is considered "less human", but it sure doesn't take the fun away. At least not in my opinion and isn't that what counts really?