That Aint Right

Goodness gracious Ray. These little beetles, or whatsoever they may be, are certainly not particular about the tourist courts they habitate. Here twain are fornicating at Engelmania pinattifida.

Yepper. And here's one at Cooperia pedunculata. Whut the heck are they, these general fornicators?

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Elsewhere!
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Hello Red, Rayetta.

Whut ere ye up to there Crumby?

I shall construct a laser collimator from these here bathtub fixtures. Looky here. As ye may see the laser sort of fits inside this threaded tube that would normally afix the outer bathtub fixture to the fixture concealed in the stall wall.

Crumby, you better not have taken those fixtures out of the ladies' comfort station.

No, no Rayetta. These are extra ones that Lomo aint got around to installing yet. I was just speculating on their capacities as laser collimator parts.

Er, Crumby, ye need to put those back where Lomo can find em ifn he requires em and go get yer own bathtub fixtures ifn ye must have some.

Dang! It aint fair. Where's Lomo? There he is. Lomo, can I make a laser collimator out of these here spare bathtub fixture parts.

No.

Dang! All righty then, fer ye, ye dang throwback. Crumby thought, to himself.