The head of a beautiful hound, staring up with its enormous, yearning eyes, begging to be loved... on the body of an evil, verminous, chicken-ravaging fox! What's a hunt master to do? The dilemma alone could induce a fatal apoplectic fit!
Looked at from this angle, Tony Banks is some kind of genius.
Haven't 'boffins' kind of done this? I remember a frightening Sunday Mirror front page in the late 80s. They did it with monkeys, although it's technically more of a body transplant than a head transplant. And they can't reconnect the spinal cord, so the monkey can only lie there. Staring down at his new tits.
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Date: 2005-01-14 04:58 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-01-14 05:21 pm (UTC)Putting a Hounds head on a fox, so they just chase themselves. Or would it have to be the other way round?
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Date: 2005-01-14 05:55 pm (UTC)Looked at from this angle, Tony Banks is some kind of genius.
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Date: 2005-01-14 05:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-14 05:53 pm (UTC)Ah, I see. So do you think Tony Banks just asked the wrong question?