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Of all the totally irrational ideations in my brain, I think the one I would most like to see met is the one where I have a device (remote cracker? tiny x-ray machine? slave? don't care!) that examines eggs for me and ascertains that they do, in fact, all contain eggs, and not, you know, rotting chicks.
Seriously. Back before 9/11, I used to SERIOUSLY CONSIDER going to the airport to get them to run my newly-purchased eggs through the scanner. There is no cost too high for avoiding this!
Even typing this up kind of makes me want to throw up.
Seriously. Back before 9/11, I used to SERIOUSLY CONSIDER going to the airport to get them to run my newly-purchased eggs through the scanner. There is no cost too high for avoiding this!
Even typing this up kind of makes me want to throw up.
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