Rorschach Blueberry Syrup October 25, 2006 – Posted in: Aberrant Normalcy
This morning I had French toast with blueberry syrup. After I was done, this is what was left on my plate. I swear this was not altered in any way. Doesn’t it look a lot like Europe? I happened to be thinking of my visit to Paris while I was eating. Perhaps my brainwaves affected the molecular properties of the sugar.
Admit it. That lump to the left is Spain and Portugal. And don’t tell me that doesn’t look like the boot of Italy. C’mon now! The map is even complete with the island of Sicily (or Arragon, depending on your sexual orientation and social status.)
5 Comments
Livia Llewellyn October 25, 2006 - 11:18
That’s not Europe. It’s a giant timberwolf swallowing a bug (or coughing it out – I could go either way).
Mercurio D. Rivera October 25, 2006 - 11:27
Oh my God! The Virgin Mary!
Matthew Kressel October 25, 2006 - 11:42
Great! Now, tell me about your mothers.
Devin October 25, 2006 - 14:47
Triceratops skull. Obviously.
John Bowker October 25, 2006 - 17:00
“It was not vigilante justice but rather the red dye #3 scare that foiled the Red Skull’s plan for world domination. At the frantic urging of concerned parents, children abandoned his likeness-branded icecream pops to melt on their plates, leaving behind millions of puddles of tasty mind-control goodness.”