* * * Hanging Out With a Bunch of Grad Students * * *
Of course, the first thing we'd do is go to the bar
The Servo-Bot Bartender2000 scans your "Thirst Profile" and prepares for you:
6 parts Bottom-Barrel Soda Water, 3 parts The Cove-Brand Collins Mix
Then we'd start talking about what we were doing. They would
say things like:
Active Internet Service Projects
Specific Residue of a R. Westheimer-Sonocharger Network Transmission Video Diplay Driver
at least until old
Forges-Meaningful-Relationships-with-Eleven-year-old-Girls-then-Does-Not-Get-Arrested
would walk in. And then we would all say
Thou spleeny hedge-born codpiece
and by that time, either one of us would pass out shortly after mumbling
I CAN'T FIGURE OUT WHY I AM HERE
or we'd end up telling bad jokes like:
Three capacitors walk into a bar. The first one days, "Can I have a drink?"