You could have a myth of shrimp in a world without shimp.
People would think -t was like one of those alien abductees.
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You could have a myth of shrimp in a world without shimp.
People would think -t was like one of those alien abductees.
I wouldn't have thought that fat-stealing story would get weirder, but it has. How very strange. Top organized crime investigators just, apparently, making things up.
I don't think I'd go around talking about shrimp. I'd just be sad and wistful and unable to explain why. Maybe that would be better, to sing the praises of the delicious imaginary crustacean, but as an alien to their universe I would be afraid of drawing attention, I think.
There is a world without dragons where there are no paintings of dragons or stories of dragons or dreams of dragons. It is not this one. This is a world without real dragons.
Komodo don't count.
In that case, if I did go to the universe without shrimp, I would never know.
Maybe, CJD?
Unfortunately that makes me think of Creutzfeldt-Jakob Disease.
Er, that's probably just me.
Not anymore.
Heather Locklear's lipwork has messed up the way she talks. I wonder if that bothers her.
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Bob lives in such a world. He became allergic as an adult. I keep telling him that shrimp just is not that good anymore -- sometime when shrimp got cheap it got chewy and tasteless.
If I didn't look so much like my sisters, I'd SWEAR I was adopted.
I don't look much like my family. There's no chance I was adopted, but I'm still holding out for switched at birth.
Adult onset allergies are cruel. At least most of my developing migraine triggers also become unpalatable. Missing the fact of shrimp is worse than missing the idea of beef jerky.
My mother insists I was switched at birth. With an alien family.