Coiled up in a big snake-coil pile, and waited for yours truly...hunting through the maze of the day for some cheese, to come bumbling by. Whereupon he lashed out, constricted the fuck outta me, and then swallowed me whole.
Now don't get me wrong, being stuck inside the dark belly of a snake (er...Thursday) ain't so bad, as long as you don't mind the smell of bile, the sight of puss and vomit-like tummy-gruel, or the sensation of having your skin and muscles digested off your bones.
Now, being a man who's been in this kinda' pinch before, I just kicked back, and rode the digestive track to it's inevitable sphincterish end. Granted, there wasn't much left of me, but I figger it'll grow back come Friday.
I found out about some medical micro-bots a bit later, and thought they would be a handy thing in extricating myself from the tummy of a giant snake (er...Thursday) in the future. Here's the Quote which tied the room together.
"In tests on a live pig, the robots were were inserted through the animal's mouth, and once inside the stomach, surgeons cut a small hole in the stomach wall, which allowed the robot access to the whole abdominal cavity."
I suppose a pocket-knife would do the same job, but they're so hard to get through security. And besides, while pocket-knives are cool, robots are rad.
Right.
I'm outta here.
-Tsunami-
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