Yesterday's bon mot, by Tam of course, following the arrival of a plate of chicken wings-
"So, how many chickens did you kill for your momentary pleasure?"
"Looks like eight or ten. And I didn't kill them, just made them double amputees."
Which was followed by a discussion of barnyard fowl cyborg technology...
I love spending time with a brilliant (in every sense) friend.
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