Long after his head, torso, & prayerful forelegs have fallen prey to her ravenous love-bites, the male mantis stays joined to the female & continues to pump, automatic as a Tibetan prayer wheel: OM the jewel in the heart of the lotus. OMG.
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Did you read how Angler fish conceive? You must have.
Does the she mantis shriek “Off-with-his-head!” Of does she begin with a caress?
Angler fish… are those the ones where the male basically disintegrates except for his sex organs? Yeah. I don’t know what the protocols are for mandid mate cannibalism.