Night before last, and callipygous nucleotide polymorphism

The abandoned caves had been converted by some previous generation into a high-tech fortress, with retractable metal flooring covering the large pits. Now, in this time of crisis, we needed to make those caves a safe refuge once more, and to find the hidden and aging caches of weapons, our only hope. ( Read more... )

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In other news, subatomicsatan summarizes a contribution to the scientific side of "Baby Got Back" studies.

Incidentally, J. says I should do the Thong Song next, although she admits I could also make a trilogy of sorts with the help of Queen and Spinal Tap. Maybe even throw in that one Eddie Murphy song for a bonus.

Such talk assumes of course that I should actually do another song translation at all, but you know how it is with sequels, and anyway I have to finish a chapter about the Agrippinas by the end of November. And write up my Mage chron. and stuff.

And anyway how should one translate "My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo / I like to sink her with my pink torpedo"?

sometimes

Sometimes, Pringles are just the thing.

Sometimes.