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How did the class do?
I love this. Some of the class who never had a surreal thought in their lives were
tempted into the weird zone! I have included clever ideas that I loved as well as
the jokes, just so you can see the range of output. Underneath each idea, I have
put how it was generated by the questions.
The problem with ageing is that your skin keeps getting bigger and wrinkly
but your bones don’t. If only our skulls would keep getting bigger too it
would take up the slack and stretch out our skin like an instant face lift.
Obviously our heads would be enormous. The sign that you are older would
just be having an enormous head. I could live with that. They’d have to stop
calling psychiatrists ‘shrinks’ though in case we got the wrong idea.
The one great thing about getting old is that you can do the Hokey Cokey –
with your teeth. ..
In, Out, In Out, Shake them all about!
(Ageing from the point of view of the objects involved)
It must be hard being an indoor plant on a windowsill – especially if your
owner doesn’t water you. When it rains you’d see the water coming towards
you splattering on the glass but it never gets to you. It must be like torture,
in fact it’s sort of the opposite of water boarding.
Some indoor plants have a good time though. The plant in my lounge
watches telly. Yeah, my plant’s a couch potato. Well actually it’s a
delphinium.
(Thinking about plants from the point of view of the objects involved)
In this country we like to take dogs for a walk, in Korea they take them to a
wok.
(Thinking about what they do with dogs in other countries)
When we domesticated dogs we took away their chance to hunt food and
run with the pack and instead we have to walk them. Dogs are like: ‘There’s
no point man, what’s my motivation here?’

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(Thinking about dog walking from the point of view of the dog)
I wish we had evolved from chameleons instead of monkeys. That whole
colour-changing thing would wipe out racism in a stroke. Although to be
fair I don’t think chameleons can help which colour they are, they just blend
in with whatever’s there. So in the countryside we’d be green. On the beach
we’d go sandy. And God help us if we went into a house with 70’s
wallpaper!
(Think of analogy for colour prejudice)
I’m very jealous of the way fish reproduce. They just let their eggs out and
other fish come along and fertilise them. How great is that? I’d love to let
an egg out onto a leaf and let it be fertilised. Actually I’d be much better off
leaving my egg on a porn mag. Much more of a chance that there’s going to
be some sperm coming along there.
(Thinking about an analogy for reproduction in the animal world)
What’s this? Living things crammed into a tiny space and forced to travel
for long distances, unable to breathe. Live animals being transported to
Europe? Or your feet in those high heels madam?
(Thinking about wearing high heels from the point of view of the feet)

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