I would like to understand the mechanism by which my trying to help someone infallibly comes back to bite me in the ass. This is a universal law that bears serious rumination.
But I don’t have that kind of attention span anymore, so here’s a chupacabra.
I think that's called "Chicken Kurma"...
"No good deed goes unpunished" Oscar Wilde (I think)
Jwer: Pull the other one, why don't you.
Campbell: Is that your ex-boyfriend?
The other one is called "Lamb Roganjosh"... dammit, now I'm hungry...
I think this is a Coultercabra.
Its Adam's Apple isn't big enough...
Jwer again: Do not eat the chupacabra.
Crash: It is not wearing its trademark black cocktail dress.
Jwer yet again: That is an insult to Adam's Apples everywhere.
