![]() 05/29/2020 at 10:52 • Filed to: far side friday | ![]() | ![]() |
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FRIDAY!
My wife got after me last night for trying to pour a glass of coke right before bed. To be fair, I got a late start on the bike and had finished up just before bed. I was really craving some post-ride sugar and caffeine. I wonder if my stomach made it to the kitchen to fulfill that wish.
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I’m picturing some really creepy Cronenbergian shit where a tube extends from the mouth of a sleeping man and crawls toward the refrigerator for Coke.
Just enough confusing not-quite-satire/social commentary
that Cronenberg would film it, too.
![]() 05/29/2020 at 11:32 |
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That made me think of starfish feeding. They can disgorge their stomach to encompass and digest large food items. Just imagine the stomach inverting itself over a 2-liter bottle then slurping up the contents....
![]() 05/29/2020 at 11:33 |
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I announced last evening that I’m going to the store today to buy the ingredients for my famous Burno™ cheese dip to make for dinner tonight. I’m going to eat too much of it, and drink too much beer, and my hernia and esophagus are going to hate me for three days, but I don’t care. Gotta live my life.
![]() 05/29/2020 at 11:39 |
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Dang. Now I want nachos. The good kind with refried beans, spicy chicken, lots of pico de gallo, plenty of queso, and a generous helping of jalapenos.
Drooooolll.