To put it frankly:
People eating other people.
Also works for animals, as long as they're the same species.
The deserted pioneers had to resort to cannibalism to survive.
A pig doing an impression of a spider. Can't swing from a web.
Spider pig, spider pig, does whatever a spider pig does. Can he swing from a web? No, he can't 'cause he's a pig.
What makes up approx. 89% of my school, so I know what I'm talking about when I say Jocks are:
~OBSESSED! with sports
~The masculine version of a slut
~Think I like them (OMG!)
~Think nothing else in the world matters except for sports
~Likes picking up a ho or two on the street
~Usually (but not always) gets poor grades
~Hates all other social cliques (geeks, preps, punks, etc)
Teacher: Today we will learn about meiosis...
Me: I'm trying out for Cora in our school play Nightfallen!
Me: Let me guess, football?
By far the hardest role in theatre. You have these confusing dances, insane upper/lower extremes, freaky costumes, frequent costume changes, and worst of all, you aren't even mentioned in the programs.
I've been a chorus girl for six years, so I know what I'm talking about.
Hmm, in this scene, I have to do seven spins and a kick (on pointe), then here comes my own little aria of four E6's, two F2's and then another E6, all while wearing six-inch heels, a hoopskirt, a three-foot-tall wig and a corset. Oh, now I have a costume change. I now have three minutes to put on a curly wig, undo my corset, slip on an ankle-length dress two sizes too small, try to get out of these size-five heels when I'm really a size eight, and tug on some ballet slippers for the next scene. All while doing that, I hope I haven't smudged my makeup job, or my boss will kill me.
I hate being a chorus girl.