I feel sick to my stomach. That burrito is having a fist-fight with the cocoa puffs I had for breakfast...like a matrix, neo-agent smith final battle fist fight. You know that part where they're beating the hell out of each other and the force of their simultaneous punch expands and pushes the rain out in a gigantic shock wave? yeah, that's the queso and the cocoa in my stomach right now. bleh.
I'll recover in a bit though, I hope.
also, Adina, is it any wonder this post reminded me of you? I don't think so.
post-lunch,
-tom
recommended download:
The Simpsons, Baby On Board
ps. I love the Matrix.
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