People are afraid of the strangest things. We ordered lunch from a local Thai place today, and a co-worker picked out all the baby corn from her order because it creeps her out. Something about them being unnatural genetic mutations. I had to look it up, and it turns out that my guess at lunch was correct: baby corn is regular sweet corn picked really early. On the other hand, I kinda like the thought of mad scientists not trying to take over the world because they're too busy trying to come up with various fruits and veggies in miniature.
"No, Boris, put the time excelerator away - you have to help me genetically mutate these pears until they produce offspring smaller than your little finger".
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