Splice significa empalmar, i és una llàstima

Splice significa empalmar, i és una llàstima el segon sentit que té la paraula

Unfortunately, I couldn't understand either meaning of what he said. I continued twisting electrical cables together so the mad scientist could finish recombining that squid DNA.

THROW THE LEVER! (not that one, the other one.) LIVE SQUID! LIVE! I looked down at cephalopod on the slab. Master has gone round the bend on this one. Then I saw a twitch.

sight? Hate at first sight? Whatever it was, it could NOT be good. I trembling as it stumbled closer to

the truth. And the truth was, I felt ambivalent and this is what really worried me. I wanted it ALL: passion, excitement, longing, the whole enchilada. "I'm sorry, but I need a

whole enchilada," I told him. He looked down at his half eaten chimichanga and wet it with his tears. "It's not you, it's me," I lied. Then I left Paco's House of Queso for good.

It wasn't me. It was him. It was always him. I'd never enjoy an evening at my favorite spot again. Yet another thing taken from me, leaving me disconnected, an eternal outsider in

a world so coldly fading away, turning against me. I would never live again, regardless of my time spent surviving. People looked at me, but they never saw me for who I was. A

Duckling with a bazooka attached to its head. The other ducklings would always ignore me and swim away. Well. If I have to go, you bet your ass the world is coming with me. KABOOM