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and burritos are teh new love handle, found under the sofa in the high heat of vacuuming season. precisely at this moment, a squadron of VAXen were just edging off the last couple K of of a calculation regarding the reverse kinematics required to build a robot capable of dancing like the king, Elvis. unhuh, thankyouverymuch. the robot proved to be an overwhelming success -- to the point where the hip joints caught fire, and technicians were forced to sacrifice their coffee mug contents. after a fresh round of grounds rectified the situation, the pope was brought up to date on the situation. he nodded solemnly -- it was time to bacon-shank the mig.
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