In the uterus of love, I'm envious of blind cavefish

The Pie sent me a NY Times article about the mating habits of blind cavefish. Since the female blind cavefish are, well, blind, they choose suitable mates based on size -- the bigger the better -- much like human mating (whoever she was, she was lying).

The article also says this...

"If you don't separate males and females, the females just die," [Martin]... Plath said. "Males constantly harass them. It's copulating, copulating, nothing but copulating and the females can't feed."

If I were a real blind cavefish, instead of a theoretical one, I'd be getting laid all the time and I could successfully avoid Doritos. I need to get on that.