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Revision as of 17:23, March 13, 2020
- Bart: What's up with the fish, Professor Frinkenstein?
- Professor Frink: Behold, Simpsons children! I am on a mission to prove my hypothesis that this three-eyed aquatic vertebrate holds the secret to evolution!
- Lisa: That's so Darwinian! How will you do it?
- Professor Frink: I'll kick-start the fish's development with a nutrient-heavy solution of my own creation! It's Frinkian Miracle-Gro that augments the protein synthesis and the biognesis and the ribosomes and the dn[AY]
- Professor Frink: Success! My research has legs!
- Lisa: But Professor, don't you think this is dangerous? You're altering the building blocks of life!
- Professor Frink: All in the name of science! The possibilites for advances are limitless!
- Professor Frink: Goog glavin! In order to contain this monsterous horde we'll need the help of the strongest, wisest men in Springfield!
- Lisa: Where are we supposed to find any of those?
- Professor Frink: To Craig's list!
- Lisa: All right! We need a plan to stop these creatures before they destory everything in Springfield!
- Professor Frink: Well, theoretically, we could introduce something into the fish's food supply that wil gradually slow the horde... or perhaps a natural predator will enter into the ecosystem. Granted, either of these options would take months, as natural selection is typically a slow process. We are as Dr. Oppenheimer famously put it, "Totally hosed."
- Cletus: Perfesser, at home I've gots me 30 young'uns. Possibly more... 30 is as high as I ever learned to count. Point being, if there's one thing I knows, it's how to corral a wild mob of hungry critters.
- Cletus: Come on, fishy-fishies! Come get you some empty calories!
