"It looks very much like a species of desert

"It looks very much like a species of desert rat, Pareidolia phantosia, sighted near an oasis in the mid Sahara. We've discovered mars rocks in the same area" said cryptobiologist,
That's when Professor Kaleidasmipp shot his hand up. "Unbelievable, are you suggesting that there are martian rocks in the. . .swimsuit area?" The lecturer flushed as the crowd gru
mbled about why he was using the loo in front of them. The lecturer replied, "I'm just poking holes in your so-called 'reality'. The winds I just blew? Jupiter's winds, Professor."
He stood, assembled his drawers, and flushed the potty with an arrogant flourish. The professor stewed, the anger obscuring a hint of a counter-attack, a slender defect which only
Exacerbated the deliberately visceral effect of revealing what is in those drawers. The professor made his famous artichoke stew and served it with roasted pigeons from the station
dressed in his house colors. His guests ooed and ahhed as each took turns recognizing the famous artichokes in the stew. That is until it was Dulles turn. He did not recognize a
single artichoke, and the expressions of disapproval on the faces around him were rivaled only by Dulle's own expression of total artichoke apathy. Turning away, he
stepped on an artichoke. "Have you no heart?" the crushed vegetable (or is it a fruit?) cried with its dying breath. Dulle scooped up the deceased artichoke and plopped it onto his
pizza with a whitty "No, but you do. Haha!" before tearing a chunk off in his salivating mouth and masticating with gusto. Evil never tasted so good. Revenge best served: screaming
, no anchovies. He devoured the evil pizza within minutes, but a half-hour later, it served its revenge on him. The moral of this story? I'll leave it to you.It's food for thought.

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