Humans are creative bored bastards. Creative. But bastards.
We manage to find uses for things that aren’t meant to be used that way.
We bend both nature and artificial to our pleasure and advantage.
Drag queens? Use school glue for their eyebrows. Why? Cause they didn’t have anything else to use and plus it’s cheap and non toxic. A win-win.
Diorama makers and little girls who want to make their Barbie doll a bed? Use the most random but common of things to create small replicas of our stuff cause no one makes enough products for that specific hobby.
Just imagine humans who are stuck in a space ship, bored out of their mind, and left alone in the laboratory– imagine the chaos and possibly newest accidental invention.
Or a crew stuck on a planet, the ship sent to retrieve them taking too long and the humans are getting too impatient, and before the other aliens can blink their eye(s), those homosapiens have already managed to turn their dangerous and lethal guns into water guns using their tool box, a couple bottles, one old piece of Doritos, and Gaet'uds’ broken three dimensional light pod (or in layman’s term, hologram communicator)
and god knows what the water they’re using has in it and most probably toxic but FUCK IT, they ARE the hold my beer species and nothings gonna stop them from having fun.