Image a greenhouse where they grow human feet, whole legs, loose eyes and a bunch of hearts next to another greenhouse where they grow arms that wave as you walk past, their fingernails perfectly groomed. You see a bunch of scalps with a youthful head of hair next to some carefully protected brains. Perfect teeth growing row after row. And as you look around you realise how happy people will be with the spare body parts you’re growing, and feel a deep form of gratitude your father got you in this new industry because thanks to him you are a rich man with a big house and a big car and a perfect wife.
Image a greenhouse where they grow human feet, whole legs, loose eyes and a bunch of hearts next to another greenhouse where they grow arms that wave as you walk past, their fingernails perfectly groomed. You see a bunch of scalps with a youthful head of hair next to some carefully protected brains. Perfect teeth growing row after row. And as you look around you realise how happy people will be with the spare body parts you’re growing, and feel a deep form of gratitude your father got you in this new industry because thanks to him you are a rich man with a big house and a big car and a perfect wife.
I mean, sure. Anyone who can grow an entire human body, bit by bit, can assemble a perfect wife. I mean, have a perfect wife.
Or you could replace all your fingers with penis clones and be Edward Penishands