Who doesn’t like a cool refreshing limbic fizzler?
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Audri had locked herself in the lounge bathroom, but Val and Lasper continued talking. Val said, But I agree with you, Lasper. It’s hard to stand up to the people in your own community.” Lasper said, “And sometimes you should listen to them, because you just have your head up your ass. But I don’t think so in this case. Well, you should try to get some sleep. We’ll arrive at earth in a bit. Should I just take Audri, or have you decided to come?” Val said, “I don’t want to go, but I will.” Lasper smiled gently at her and said, “It’ll be okay. We’ll just poke around and do our best.” Lasper then headed down the stairs, saying, “I’ll leave you to your deep thoughts.” Val took a sip of her drink, and then said, “I’m not sure that thinking “limbic fizzlers sure are yummy” is deep, but I’m feeling okay about that.”
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“How are we going to convince people these two are actually humans?”
“One locked herself in the bathroom and the other is deeply contemplating alcohol.”
Now I really want a limbic fizzler, even though I don’t drink alcohol.
I’d want to be sure it wouldn’t fizzle my limbs, first.
Nothing like fizzling limbs amongst friends! 🙂
According to Wikipedia, “The limbic system […] is a set of brain structures. […] Its various components support a variety of functions including emotion, behavior, long-term memory, and olfaction.” Who wouldn’t want that fizzled once in a while?
In other words a fizzy alcoholic drink. If you’ve read the Hitchhiker series, a Gin and Tonic. The recipe fits perfectly. No matter what it is.
What? In orbit about Earth and not probed by a dozen tracking radars already?? We’re slipping, people. How can we still pretend to be a dark race if we aren’t immediately totally hostile to what’s coming out of the sky?