OH, GREAT

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It's evidently not enough that the world contains screw-worms and geoducks. Thanks to my sister, I am now aware of the existence of the stinkhorn, some kind of fungusy phallusy thing that sprouts overnight in unsuspecting gardens. I managed to get this far in my life without ever crossing paths with the stinkhorn, but now its image has taken a prominent place in my brain's library, probably replacing Cezanne's Still Life With Apples or something equally beautiful. If anyone needs another argument against intelligent design, this'll do.