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...could indeed be made from mutant food. Who wouldn't be afraid of mutant food? The nondescript terms used to describe it--names including "engineered" and "altered"--conjure images of cows with two heads and mutant killer tomatoes. Common sense and popular stereotyping suggest that fluorescent puddles of green goo and nuclear power plants create these atrocities; Homer Simpson has certainly created tons of "altered" food through his various accidents over the years...
...heart of the fan rivalry lies fish-throwing. Before every game, the Cornell crowd hurls fish onto the ice, coating the poor opposing players in a slimy goo...
...would it be seeing the same woman whose diary invented a whole support vocabulary for Singletons turn into a Smug Going-Out-With-Someone? Fortunately, while Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason begins where Bridget Jones' Diary left off-i.e. in happily-ever-after mode, with Bridget making goo-goo eyes at new-found beau Mark Darcy-the heroine reverts back to her neurotic type, convinces herself that Mark secretly is in love with the evil slim Rebecca, and jeopardises her relationship. Another chance to bring the two together. Hurrah...
Annoyed that the owner of the clothes occupying said washer wasn't waiting diligently to switch his clothing to the dryers, you decide to pay him a favor and courteously dump his wet clothing on the nearest nominally clean surface, convincing yourself that the sticky goo is water, not congealed detergent. At long last you can start your laundry--the first of six loads--and the odyssey has begun. And for the next three hours, you trek back and forth switching each load...
...mail from your TF reminding you about that problem set you forgot to turn in last Friday. Dinner comes next and only later that evening do you remember your long-neglected laundry, returning to find that some equally courteous person has dumped your wet clothes on that puddle of goo--what a jerk, couldn't he tell that it wasn't water?--and your dried clothes have returned to the dust-bunny lair from whence they came...