EyeballsPosted: February 13, 2011
These statements actually happened:
Carl: “Dog’s eye? No, it’s too small. Eh, it’s too big to be a hamster eyeball., too” Me: “Maybe a guinea pig?” Carl: “No, maybe it’s a cat eye.”
Carl: “This is exactly like eating a boiled eyeball. I’m sure of it.” Me: “I’m pretty sure it would be easier to to bite through an actual eyeball.”
[Later] Me: “Ick. I feel gross.” Carl: “That’s because you have all of those eyeballs you ate inside of you!”
Conclusion: I’m not a big fan of boba, those slimy tapioca balls that some places put in their fruit smoothie things.
Also: we’ve settled into a tea place for our customary 5 hours of homework in one place that happens at least a once a weekend. Tutorial paper, I’m about to write the heck out of you.