Someone sent me an email today complaining about the destructive qualities of "Genetically Modified Orgasms." I couldn't really pay any attention to their real message because I couldn't stop laughing at the obvious comedic value of their word replacement snafu.
What are genetically modified orgasms, exactly? Is that what happens with the Monsanto CEO sleeps with his personal secretary?
Or is it somehow referring to the fact that the biotech scientists are all screwing with their food? "Hey buddy, how are the corn flakes tonight?"
Either way, any further commenting will probably get me into trouble, so I'm gonna go back to writing articles and avoiding those nasty genetically modified orgasms.