The Law of Equivalent Exchange

But us, we found peace in the shadows, long enough to see the monster die...


An unanswered question is, in itself, an answer...  


pragmatism: Yea.  50 pieces of processed white ‘meat’ in a box.  It was a frightening thing.  At one point I swear I saw them move.  As a unit.  I am well.  Just trying to not kill anyone before lunch.  Actually, today’s going pretty well.  How about for you? And dear Lord I hope that isn’t a standard size now.  That would just be outrageous. In cellular biology we call that movement “confluency”, the same mechanism that keeps cardiac muscle tissue in sync. Now, in lunch terms, we call that “undercooked” or “HOLY FUCK, RUN! MCZOMBIENUGGETS!”

pragmatism:

Yea.  50 pieces of processed white ‘meat’ in a box.  It was a frightening thing.  At one point I swear I saw them move.  As a unit. 

I am well.  Just trying to not kill anyone before lunch.  Actually, today’s going pretty well. 

How about for you?

And dear Lord I hope that isn’t a standard size now.  That would just be outrageous.

In cellular biology we call that movement “confluency”, the same mechanism that keeps cardiac muscle tissue in sync. Now, in lunch terms, we call that “undercooked” or “HOLY FUCK, RUN! MCZOMBIENUGGETS!”

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