The other day in biology class
Teacher (passing out paper): Ok. Here are your genes on this paper. Take the paper and line up. Boys on this side. Girls on the other side.
The students do what is asked of them.
Teacher: Now, boys, I want you to do a dance to attract the females.
Boys look in disbelief at the teacher and do nothing.
Teacher: Come on boys! Do a dance! Girls, you go choose a boy. He will be your genetic partner.
The boys still don't dance but the girls walk over to their side of the room and "match up" with the boys. Three of the boys are left out--not chosen by the girls.
Teacher (approaches the three boys, snatches their papers out of their hands and cuts them up): Too bad for you three! Your genes are wasted. Nothing will come after you.
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