...and this one day, I'm chilling with this Aegirocassis benmoulae and he's all, "Notochord? Pfft! That'll never catch on. It's all about the exoskeleton, man. Check this new grill I just got!"
Happy birthday to our favorite super-moderator, @Wreybies! Have a good one and enjoy the convenience of a Friday bd.
Yay, birthdays! Have a good one, Wreybies! Yesterday I had konjac noodles for the first time. Not bad, to be honest (add least, if you add some kind of sauce or stock). Now I'll just need to eat that for dinner every night and I'll be skinny in no time.
Wait a second. Didn't he have a birthday around the same time last year? Something fishy is going on.
Thanks. It's a very quiet birthday this year, for which I am more than appreciative. The day in Puerto Rico is absolutely stunning. Breezy, warm, low humidity. The shushed whisper of trees gossiping amongst themselves is the only sound.
I wonder if it would be possible to chemically link a nicotine molecule with a caffeine molecule and have them seperate upon ingestion. Edit: Actually, that would be horrendously toxic.
My roommate loves scrambled eggs, but he refuses to know how to make them. I've shown him how several times, but he keeps insisting he can't do it. So whenever he wants scrambled eggs, he comes to me with a hangdog look on his face and mutters "eggs" almost too quietly for me to hear. So I pretend not to hear, and he comes back, sad-eyed and slope-shouldered, with another quiet "eggs." I've tried turning up the volume on the TV news to drown him out, but he just mumbles "eggs" a little louder. Each time he comes back to me he looks sadder and sadder until I finally scramble some eggs for him to keep him from committing suicide. He's figured out how to manipulate me.
