Whoa Up There A Bit, Science. You Lost Me at “Voodoo”.
Okay, scientists, we get it. You’re incredibly smart and able to tinker with the DNA of even the smallest animals. And…well…it’s not that we don’t trust you, but whoa up a bit, okay? Before you turn your “Swarms of Engineered Voodoo Wasps” loose on the various crop pests of the world, can you make extra special sure that they won’t decide that they can take down bigger game? Like, say, us?
Otherwise, I’m pretty sure we’re going to need some sort of Certificate of Beating You With A Stick if One of Your Creations Turns On Us before you fully launch this little venture into genetic fiddling.
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My band is named Voodoo Wasps.
Thanks for the namecheck, sort of!