Stick insect: “Is that it? Am I complete?”
God: “Yes, you’re perfect.”
Stick insect: “What do I do exactly?”
God: “You walk about slowly, and if you see any predators you stay still.”
Stick insect: “So they think I’m a stick?”
God: “Yes.”
Stick insect: “What else do I do?”
God: “Well, that’s kind of it really.”
Stick insect: “I just look like a stick and act like a stick?”
God: “Yes.”
Stick insect: “So, I’m basically a stick that lives in constant fear of being eaten?”
God: “Yes, but if you do find a female, you’ll have sex for weeks.”
Stick insect: “Really? That’s awesome!”
God: “You’re welcome.”
Stick insect: “And what does one of these sexy ladies look like?”
God: “A stick.”