Ever notice how the coefficient of friction of spaghetti noodles is lower when you are dining with a charming Romanian diplomat, making them* harder to keep on your fork? Why is that?
Ever notice how, when you drive some VIPs somewhere in the Mercedes, and they were already joking about you because *they* had to give *you* directions, when you get out and press the button on the keys to lock the door, the trunk lid pops open instead?
- *the noodles
Fun day at worke, then?
Not to mention the crows nesting in the tree above my car.
Very large crows.
Oh no. You parked under the buzzard tree?
http://www.deuceofclubs.com/bm00/bm0013.htm
And why, in some cars, the interior light stays on for many seconds after one has shut the door and walked away and when one turns to stare at the car, the light goes off, like, What? You Got a Problem With Somethin’?, is beyond me.
good grief.
Of course it’s the noodles–why would you be forking Romanian diplomats?
Unless of course they had ‘womba strong like spacehoppu’ as does Caffeina Meniscu:
http://www.martian.fm/caffeina.htm