Blogging is definitely good for your education

I decided I'd have to search the net for info on faking trout. And I found this.

Swedish scientist Erik Peterrson told the BBC, 'Sometimes, the female feels the male's timing is off, or it's just "not in the right position."'

Imagine the conversation.
'Well, the sea moved for me; how was it for you, darling?'
'Wonderful.'
'Really?'
'Yeah, yeah, fine, whatever. Got to go now. Other fish to mate, sorry, I mean meet.'
'What do you mean you're going? You're leaving me already? Don't tell me you only wanted me for my sperm!'
'Look, there's no pleasure in this for me either!'

Poor trout. I hope they've both been offered counselling.

And on a slight tangent, I also discovered that, living in the depths of the Tasman Sea, is the deep sea angler fish.

Doctor Norman, one of those involved in the study of Tasman Sea said, 'The female is the size of a tennis ball. It has big savage teeth, little nasty pin eyes . . . and a rod lure off the top of its head with a glowing tip to coax in stupid prey. The male looks like a black jellybean with fins.
When a male finds a female, he bites into her side, never letting go. He drinks her blood, in return for giving her sperm. They remain connected, permanently. It's sexual vampirism, with a bit of dwarfism thrown in. They have found females with up to six males attached.'

It makes me glad I'm human.