I am desperately hoping that in the future a new form of lubricant has been developed to enable the swallowing of one's arm into a bin bag with the greatest of ease!
T-Bird: It already exists in your time. It's called Lard.
How do I know this? Because one doesn't have to go to poofy Barnsley to see the enormous starfish, MJ. They can be seen from space. There's one particular starfish that doesn't need lard-assistance...
Ewwww. Lard! My stomach is rebelling about that one.
I was thinking about something that might come out of a sonic screwdriver. But I guess you can't beat the tried and true methods. After all, hosts have been trying to fit things in their bin liners since prehistory, and all they had was lard.
We are a 23rd century witch. I say "We are" because there are three of us in this one body: Myself, Conrad 'Cyfa' Folkard-DeVice, my SubConscious, and a second SubConscious belonging to Inexplicable DeVice, an ancestral witch of mine from the year 2006. We are a witch cubed, one may say...
Anyway, the second SubC has taken up residence after becoming bodiless following an incident involving, amongst other things, a rather ancient microwave oven and an effigy containing one of IDV's toenail clippings.
You might find this intriguing. I, on the other hand, find it increasingly irritating: IDV's SubC is a most persistant and vexing 'guest'!
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I am desperately hoping that in the future a new form of lubricant has been developed to enable the swallowing of one's arm into a bin bag with the greatest of ease!
Damn that T-Bird.
I wanted to be first.
Have you seen the size of the starfish in Barnsley?
T-Bird: It already exists in your time. It's called Lard.
How do I know this? Because one doesn't have to go to poofy Barnsley to see the enormous starfish, MJ. They can be seen from space.
There's one particular starfish that doesn't need lard-assistance...
Ewwww. Lard! My stomach is rebelling about that one.
I was thinking about something that might come out of a sonic screwdriver. But I guess you can't beat the tried and true methods. After all, hosts have been trying to fit things in their bin liners since prehistory, and all they had was lard.
Interesting piece of self-observation there.
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