Comments | windscryer: If the universe offers to buy you a drink, SAY NO.

windscryer

If the universe offers to buy you a drink, SAY NO.

Oct 14, 2009 16:40

So, I have seen references to something recently and my curiosity was piqued and so I went looking for a better explanation.

What did I find?

The Milky Way Galaxy tastes of raspberries, smells of rum, and contains cyanide.

Lots and lots of cyanide, actually. More than enough to take down a person, I'm sure.

Which, I presume, is the point of the ( Read more... )

just when you think it's safe..., geekout, reasons i belong in a nuthouse, food, raspberries and rum you say?, the internets saves the day again!

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lemmealone October 14 2009, 22:51:59 UTC

Maybe a dash of bitters for that cyanide-y flavour. *beams*

windscryer October 14 2009, 22:54:21 UTC

Oooh, good point.

Or almond flavoring for the smell anyway. Wait, or is that cherries? I can never remember . . .

*goes to consult her book of poisons*

WHAT? IT'S FOR FANFIC WRITING LEGITIMATE REASERCH.

lemmealone October 14 2009, 22:56:58 UTC

Yup, cyanide smells like almonds. GOD HOW DO I KNOW THAT? Maybe a splash of apricot liquer - the kernels contain cyanide, right? Or is that arsenic. Hrr.

miasedai October 14 2009, 23:17:01 UTC

Hah. I've totally done cyanide research for fic writing purposes. I have page upon page full in my notebook. Not that I ever actually used it for anything. Should totally get on that, actually. Hmm...

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king_styles October 15 2009, 02:03:09 UTC

Oh Maja, only you would have a page full of poison talk.

windscryer October 15 2009, 02:13:34 UTC

I'm going to take that as a compliment.

king_styles October 15 2009, 02:17:53 UTC

Of course it is.

tahirire October 15 2009, 02:49:47 UTC

LOL! That's awesomely disturbing.

windscryer October 15 2009, 03:32:38 UTC

It is! Though the question remains is it more awesome or disturbing?

I have yet to figure that out, but I am already working on a way to put this into a fic somehow.

Probably involving Sam, Dean, a drinking bet of some kind, mockery for the drink choice, geeking out, and getting wholly plastered.

And, if I feel whumpish, perhaps the cyanide will make an appearance somehow. ;D

Damn. Now the Muse is all fired up.

Excuse me while I go scribble . . .

*wanders off to attempt Drunk!chesters*