Yeah, that's me he's talking about. Except that my title is Director of Quality Control, not Quality Assurance. And those poisonous spines were more of an irritant than an actual safety hazard.
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- Delusional skeptic, reveling in a multiple-personality disorder. Alternating between a 21st-century blogger, a 3rd-century BC Carthagenian general, a 5th-century BC druid, a 23rd-century BC Beaker-people trader, a 20th-century Estonian freedom-fighter, a time-traveler, and a sheepdog in Wyoming.
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ROFL!!! Never a dull one eh?
as in "Here. Put your nose over this ASD sample and tell me if you smell anything unusual."
Ah but the smart ones know how to take that whiff. Only a fool would stick his nose directly over it and inhale. The things we can't learn in school... ;)
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