> (Or, who used to have at least one tiny white whisker?)
Well phrased! Reminds me of the story of the engineer, the physicist, and the mathematician who were riding the train together. Just after the train crossed the Scottish border, the engineer looked out the window, saw a black sheep, and said “Look, in Scotland the sheep are black!” The physicist corrected him: “You mean, in Scotland at least one sheep is black.” The mathematician rolled her eyes and told them “In at least one field in Scotland, at least one sheep is black on at least one side.”
Technically, I don’t add any blood. When I wake up, I already have too much blood in my caffeine stream, so I have to add caffeine to bring it up to its proper balance. ;-)
There is a fanfiction somewhat like that already, called “Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality”. It’s kind of an alternative-universe version of Harry Potter, and Harry himself is the one who gets into trouble asking questions like that. It’s also very long, 122 chapters, and it doesn’t really hit its stride until chapter 5 (which is absolutely hilarious!), but it’s an amazing read! You can read it starting at https: //www. fanfiction. net/s/5782108/1/Harry-Potter-and-the-Methods-of-Rationality (after removing the spaces from the link).
My response when people complain about an earworm used to be to start singing “Feelings… nothing more than… Feelings…”, which would make them cover their ears and shriek “that’s worse!” But most people nowadays are too young to remember that song! 8-(
Aw, Puck, way to support Goldie’s career change!