I'm already "enhanced".

(The government says so, and no, I am not a robot, or an escapee from some sort of breeding program, though that might explain some things, and oh dear, they know where I am now.  *hides*)

So, I went and had a gander in my spam folder today and there was this delightful message from a "Jina gedafer" which is titled "Unleash the monster in your pants"  This has made me all sorts of happy today and sparked wonderful discussions about what this pants monster creature would look like, how it would work, what it's purpose would be, etc.

There is also beautiful enhancement fic lurking about the net that I was reminded of quite strongly by this.  Also:  Dylan Moran.

Male Enhancement by lavvyan
Rating: NC-17
Rodney orders himself an enhanced male, the SX-7.

The Soul and The Company Store by Leah
Rating: R
Remix of Male Enhancement.  Asks all sorts of interesting questions about "human" - I almost referenced this in an assignment for class.

...and Dylan Moran is... amazing.  I have decided that he can live with Jeroen under my desk.  (Jeroen doesn't actually live under my desk.  He has a life of his own, sadly, and so has never seen my desk, much less it's underside, nor has Dylan Moran.  Sadly.)  His lovely comedy show Monster (no, it's not about that - get your mind out of the gutter) is on DVD somewhere out there in the 'verse and there's this wonderful bit (there are several wonderful bits, actually)  where he talks about New Years resolutions and how those people pursuing their ideal body are sadly lacking in imagination: none of them are trying for extra limbs, or trunks, or...

That is all.  Happy Pi Day!