If I were a barnacle, then I would periodically release zoospores, but those genetic messengers of my identity would be carried far and wide by the ocean's currents, and I could rest assured that I had done everything I could possibly be expected to do in order to ensure the survival of my fathers' fathers' lineage. It would be reasonable of me to believe that some few of those wandering spermatozoa would eventually cross paths with similarly itinerant zoospores released by some equally onanistic female somewhere.
What a pity that human females do not behave like barnacles, or permit their males to do the same.
Also, has anyone ever taken LSD and had a dream that they were a barnacle? Asking for a friend.
What a pity that human females do not behave like barnacles, or permit their males to do the same.
Also, has anyone ever taken LSD and had a dream that they were a barnacle? Asking for a friend.
