I'm already tired of winning.
Reminds me of the Counting Pines from a Terry Pratchett novel. They got rather upset about people coming into the forest to chop them down. Figuring that humans determined a tree's age by counting the rings, they decided this was the reason for all the tree chopping. So, in a brilliant bit of rapid evolution they developed the ability to grow the numbers for their precise age on their trunks. They were then virtually wiped out by the custom house number-plate industry.
Wickedly funny! The moral of the story here: there's no cheating death. Subtitle: And it's usually some asshole's fault.HAHAHAHAHA!
His Discworld books have a lot of small asides like that in them. Funny but with some social commentary. That's from Reaper Man. Maybe I'll reread that one, it's been a while. I usually read Hogfather at Christmastime but I didn't get to it this year.
I read virtually NO fiction anymore. And never did read much science fiction or fantasy. If I'm reading anything other than politics now, it's cook books, gardening design or interior design. Politics exhaust me, so cooking and making things beautiful are my escapes from harsh reality.
Mmmmmm. Clams.They had to kill the clam in order to save it.
HA! Sorta like the passing laws so we can find out what's in them.