Massive giggling around here.

[gridlore]

OK, I'm reading this week's Pyramid Online. The current Suppressed Transmission column is about Absinthe. At one point, discussing the actual effects of the drink, Ken Hite writes:

It's those "sufficient quantities" that get you, though -- those convulsing, hallucinating guinea pigs get pure, injected thujone at 100 ml per kilogram of body weight. By contrast, the dose of thujone in a glass of Toulouse-Lautrec's Pernod Fils probably topped out at around a millionth of that, since even Toulouse-Lautrec was bigger than a guinea pig.

I read this to Kirsten, and mentioned that I was now haunted by the image of guinea pigs sitting around a Left Bank cafe, wearing little berets and drinking absinthe. At which point Kiri said "Eet will pass" in a high squeaky voice. Cue both of us in hysterics.

Then I point out that these really would be bourgeois peegs.

We may stop giggling at some point today. Maybe.

Comments

Not sure about the beret...

[speaker2packets.livejournal.com]

But my cat Ding, http://www.pixelmeow.com/afhpics/files/hberkowitz2.html I am semi-convinced, is channeling some weird French deconstructionist salon. He will periodically stop in midstride and issue a wail that variously translates to "what is my purpose", "why is air", and "I'm frightened to look behind me. My tail may not be there."

[cmdr-zoom.livejournal.com]

Glorious.

(Damn fine article, too.)

ahem.

[redc1c4.livejournal.com]

those shold have been Lemmings...... %-)

redc1c4,
the original drunken lemming

Re: ahem.

[gridlore.livejournal.com]

Yes, but would any of the Lemmings be caught dead in France, of all places?