Wet cement
If you ever visit my university and you walk by my office door, look down. There is a little Bobdechemist on the floor.
My labmate asked when I would grow up.
He's ten years younger than me.
Another labmate (also 10 years younger) is complaining bitterly about turning 23 1/2 because that is soooooo old. I told him to shut the fuck up. Then I patted him on the head.
(Ok, that's actually only 9 years, but 10 sounded better)
posted by Aislinn Sirk @ 3:52 PM
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My handprints are in the sidewalk in front of my house.
And what part of Bob is imbedded in the concrete? Hmmmm?
There are no body parts imbedded in the concrete of my door sill.
I suspect they may add a metal plate to the door sill. This will make me very sad.
Did you pee on the cement? Is that the bob part left behind and that's why the cement is wet?
No, I just carved a little Bobdechemist figure into the cement.
I didn't do a super good job though and entirely removed the face at one point. That required some water and a little reconstructive surgery.
Grow up, Bob. (I'm old, so I can say that.)
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