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I would draw the line at cloning...

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Extinct species (no raptors)
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I would draw the line at cloning...

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  • Cowboy Neal (Score:5, Funny)

    by danbert8 (1024253) on Friday February 11, 2011 @10:40AM (#35173878)

    It's bad enough having one around...

  • by OhHellWithIt (756826) * on Friday February 11, 2011 @11:06AM (#35174264) Journal
    . . . and especially the raptors!
  • by The Clockwork Troll (655321) on Friday February 11, 2011 @01:00PM (#35176128) Journal

    Well, there are a few reasonable possibilities, and one ridiculous one.

  • by Locke2005 (849178) on Friday February 11, 2011 @02:01PM (#35177144)
    I like to do what I'm told, and lately a lot of people have been telling me to "Go fuck yourself!"
  • by Anonymous Coward on Friday February 11, 2011 @03:38PM (#35178956)

    [ ] He found another job
    [ ] He sued to have his name removed
    [ ] It was merely a fad
    [*] Cowboy Neal

  • There have been successful trials with grown bladders already.

    That research went down the toilet. They pissed away their funding.

  • by flogger (524072) <non@nonegiven> on Friday February 11, 2011 @07:14PM (#35181690) Journal
    Some credit this to asimov... Sing it to "Home on the range."

    O give me a clone of my own flesh and bone,
    With its Y chromosome changed to X.
    And when it is grown, then my own little clone
    Will be of the opposite sex.

    Chorus:
    Clone, clone of my own,
    With its Y chromosome changed to X
    And when I'm alone with my own little clone
    We'll both think of nothing but sex.

    O give me a clone, hear my sorrowful moan,
    Just a clone that is wholly my own.
    And if it's an X of the feminine sex,
    Oh what fun we will have when we're prone.

    (Chorus)

    My heart's not of stone, as I've frequently shown
    When alone with my dear little X
    And after we've dined, I am sure we will find
    Better incest than Oedipus Rex.

    (Chorus)

    Why should such sex vex, or disturb or perplex.
    Or induce a disparaging tone?
    After all, don't you see, since we're both of us me.
    When we're making love, I'm alone.

    (Chorus)

    And after I'm done, she will still have her fun,
    For I'll clone myself twice ere I die.
    And this time without fail, they'll be both of them male,
    And they'll each ravish her by-and-by.
  • Re:meh (Score:4, Funny)

    by mjwx (966435) on Friday February 11, 2011 @08:49PM (#35182486)

    And you are right, at least in the Torah and Judaism abortion is well, not "fine", but not forbidden

    Well there has been some debate about this in the Jewish community.

    General consensus is that a foetus is not considered viable until it has passed medical school.

  • by Johann Public (542327) <alexhakkinen@@@yahoo...com> on Friday February 11, 2011 @10:44PM (#35183078) Homepage

    By: Isaac Asimov
    Tune: Home On The Range

    Oh, give me a clone
    Of my own flesh and bone
    With its Y chromosome changed to X.
    And after it's grown,
    Then my own little clone
    Will be of the opposite sex.

    Clone, clone of my own,
    With its Y chromosome changed to X
    And when I'm alone
    With my own little clone
    We will both think of nothing but sex.

    Oh, give me a clone,
    Is my sorrowful moan,
    A clone that is wholly my own.
    And if she's X-X,
    And the feminine sex,
    Oh, what fun we will have when we're prone.

    Clone, clone of my own,
    With its Y chromosome changed to X.
    And when I'm alone
    With my own little clone
    We will both think of nothing but sex.

    My heart's not of stone,
    As I've frequently shone
    When alone with my own little X.
    And after we've dined,
    I am sure we will find
    Better incest then Oedipus Rex.

    Clone, clone of my own,
    With its Y chromosome changed to X.
    And when I'm alone
    With my own little clone
    We will both think of nothing but sex.

    Why should such sex vex,
    Or disturb or perplex,
    Or induce a disparaging tone?
    After all, don't you see,
    Since we're both of us me,
    When we're having sex, I'm alone.

    Clone, clone of my own,
    With its Y chromosome changed to X.
    And when I'm alone
    With my own little clone
    We will both think of nothing but sex.

    And after I'm done
    She will still have her fun,
    For I'll clone myself twice ere I die.
    And this time without fail,
    They'll be both of them male,
    And they'll each ravage her by and by.

    Clone, clone of my own,
    With its Y chromosome changed to X.
    And when I'm alone
    With my own little clone
    We will both think of nothing but sex.

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