(Send in the clones. There ought to be clones.)
Baby, when you talk about eukaryotes, you know you send me straight in to my S phase! Won’t you please take me to my Hayflick Limit? Ow! P.S., You misspelled “dependents,” geek. My football captain boyfriend and I are pointing at you and laughing.
Aw, I’m just kidding. I’d tumble for a biology dork long before an athlete. Don’t tell the squad.
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