However, my soup recipe is worth far more than my non-existent soul, so this might be a worse deal than having the typo corrected.
But wait, where’s the combo for the salacious limerick?
The squid were avoiding me in elevators.
Was it my breath? Body odor? Creepy staring?
Obey.
No thagomizers.
It’s still early in the 21st century, the students will figure out a way eventually.
One of my goals for the summer is to get some hot and heavy breeding going on in the lab.
Or how about an online dating service?
You know what else is tragic? I buy bananas all the time, and have never found a large spider among them. I’d pay extra for a bunch of bananas with a bonus spider!