choo choo!

Watched it this past Sunday. At one point in the movie, the father (Hannibal Lecter) explains how he came to inflicted with the curse of lycanthropy. He hears of someone living in a cave and goes up there Gets bitten by Gollum, and turns into a werewolf the next full moon.

I almost rofl’d my pants when that came up on screen.

I would like to become a master at timing and interrupting people with angry poo on their way to the bathroom.

It could be something along the lines of this:
First, I will develop a firm understanding for the visual cues of impending angry poo. Quivering eye brows, sudden sweats, risky chili for lunch, and etc.

Having located my prey, I will secure the nearest washrooms with lines formed by my friends. Of course, they will have been well prepared for the task, and have been lying in wait for such a moment. They will stall the prey and leave him at a dilemma. Does he wait it out? Or does he try for a farther restroom?

Of course, eventually he must give up and aim for a farther means of relief. This is where I launch my assault. Just as he is about to leave, I surprise him and start talking. I will speak directly and rapidly, leaving no time for a retort. I can always come up with seemingly important but always useless information.

Once it looks like he’ll break for an escape anyway, I also signal my leave. This adds seconds to his overall delay. Most precious seconds. I thrust my hand out for a handshake. If I’m feeling lucky, I’ll even throw in a hand wipe before I do it. Once I have him, I grab firmly and shake.

Game Over.

Nothing to say here.

Really.

I learned that in some of the labs I support, they work with radiation and radioactive materials. I also learned that some of the people working in these labs are jerks.

Futurama Slurm episode for those who didn’t get the title reference.
“Ow, my sperm!”