The dead hand of the state is preventing me from breeding monkey soldiers!
A handful of curses on Ms Flint, the Public Health Minister, and her move to ban the creation of chimeras, animals with human genetic material which could have significant medical significance. The Newt himself is such a creature, and we can only be grateful for his ongoing existance. I, for one, choose to blame the Health Minister, the power-crazed Ms Hewitt (the mention of whose name can send Dogtooth into a foamy-mouthed rage). I plan to have wings by 2020, and no government will stand in my way.
2 comments:
too true! a pox on her indefinite marital status! and her freedom-crunching tankasauruses! In the unlikely event of me drinking alcopops, I refuse to pay some jumped-up nanny-levy on them!
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