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First I asked her why anti-hydrogen specifically, why not anti-boron. She said Anti-hydrogen was less complex, and would likely form more abundantly. I told her she had figured out a way to break the universe. 
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Not that it matters, but the molar mass difference would affect the rate at which it entered the black hole. You'd have to up the anti-Hydrogen. Though, she may consider you to be full of it.
My mind is blown at the random things discussed in this thread, from bowling to bunnies to Bambi (oh, alliteration!).
Alliteration is only okay in sentences. It's NOT okay to name your child using alliteration. It drives me nuts! Stan Lee is gonna read this and ban me from all future comic con events though
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OK, if you don't like....nah, I'm just not going to give it away. Would Thwumper give it away?
I only know of one who truly gave 'it' away. Read John 3:16 lately
Anyway, here we go, something more mind-blowing....
When I was a young trottin' tot in sixth grade, I was having fun in life playing soccer, teasing my sister, mad at my sister, happy with my sister, and, btw, not happy was when she was beating me at board games , my sister was a year and half younger and kickin' my butt often kin games, WHAT was up with that ! Anyhoo, I was really diggin' the aroma of our dinner one summery night in 1979 and we were all sitting down for 'Chicken Cacciatiore,' and, WOW! woooo-HOOO< this stuff was the BEST, just chowin' down on it, eating like a caveman, but, not really, there were no drumsticks So, yeah, forking this delectable, literally, mouth-watering meat and noodles and tomato sauce into my mouth.
Everyone was happy eating, my dad, mom, sister, her friend, I was age 12 at this time, syk (so you know). And, as we were about done with the food on our plates, my mom said, 'That was really good chicken, wasn't it?'
My dad, sister, and, I all were saying yeah, and, though, my sister's friend, age 10 was smirking a little and then the truth came out and I had a few bits left on my plate, "You just ate Thumper.' I don't truly know what was said but the impact was the same, MY stomach just went backwards inside my gut, heaving itself straight into my intestines. My sister's friend, by the way, was the one who's rabbit we ate, she raised them.
Rabbit ! I never ate rabbit, and, I loved Bambi, one of my faves. I just ate Th-wumper? No way. Tell me it isn't so !!!!!
But, it was, and, my dad, too, who had not eaten rabbit before, was quite upset too, and, my sister was not in on 'it' either, only mom and my sister's friend knew the rabbit consuming to happen . Anyway, needless to say, I didn't finished eating the few bites left on my plate and what I had ate began to taste alll rotten inside.
What an interesting thing psychology is, eh?
I only know of one who truly gave 'it' away. Read John 3:16 lately
Anyway, here we go, something more mind-blowing....
When I was a young trottin' tot in sixth grade, I was having fun in life playing soccer, teasing my sister, mad at my sister, happy with my sister, and, btw, not happy was when she was beating me at board games , my sister was a year and half younger and kickin' my butt often kin games, WHAT was up with that !
Anyhoo, I was really diggin' the aroma of our dinner one summery night in 1979 and we were all sitting down for 'Chicken Cacciatiore,' and, WOW! woooo-HOOO< this stuff was the BEST, just chowin' down on it, eating like a caveman, but, not really, there were no drumsticks So, yeah, forking this delectable, literally, mouth-watering meat and noodles and tomato sauce into my mouth. Everyone was happy eating, my dad, mom, sister, her friend, I was age 12 at this time, syk (so you know). And, as we were about done with the food on our plates, my mom said, 'That was really good chicken, wasn't it?'
My dad, sister, and, I all were saying yeah, and, though, my sister's friend, age 10 was smirking a little and then the truth came out and I had a few bits left on my plate, "You just ate Thumper.' I don't truly know what was said but the impact was the same, MY stomach just went backwards inside my gut, heaving itself straight into my intestines. My sister's friend, by the way, was the one who's rabbit we ate, she raised them.
Rabbit ! I never ate rabbit, and, I loved Bambi, one of my faves. I just ate Th-wumper? No way. Tell me it isn't so !!!!!
But, it was, and, my dad, too, who had not eaten rabbit before, was quite upset too, and, my sister was not in on 'it' either, only mom and my sister's friend knew the rabbit consuming to happen . Anyway, needless to say, I didn't finished eating the few bites left on my plate and what I had ate began to taste alll rotten inside.
What an interesting thing psychology is, eh?
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Most of the best meals I've eaten had names (and no, none of them were human ). I have very little qualms when it comes to eating animals; however, I've recently found that it is Bad to surprise my daughter with some delicious dead deer when she thought it was beef, and have therefore sworn off serving surprise meat.
...and there was that one church potluck from my childhood where afterwards they asked who had the chicken salad sandwiches with the crusts cut off... The parents had been in on it, so they knew what we were eating before we actually had it. Turns out rattlesnake Does taste like chicken. I'd totally eat it again.
). I have very little qualms when it comes to eating animals; however, I've recently found that it is Bad to surprise my daughter with some delicious dead deer when she thought it was beef, and have therefore sworn off serving surprise meat....and there was that one church potluck from my childhood where afterwards they asked who had the chicken salad sandwiches with the crusts cut off... The parents had been in on it, so they knew what we were eating before we actually had it. Turns out rattlesnake Does taste like chicken. I'd totally eat it again.
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Most of the best meals I've eaten had names (and no, none of them were human ). I have very little qualms when it comes to eating animals; however, I've recently found that it is Bad to surprise my daughter with some delicious dead deer when she thought it was beef, and have therefore sworn off serving surprise meat.
...and there was that one church potluck from my childhood where afterwards they asked who had the chicken salad sandwiches with the crusts cut off... The parents had been in on it, so they knew what we were eating before we actually had it. Turns out rattlesnake Does taste like chicken. I'd totally eat it again.
). I have very little qualms when it comes to eating animals; however, I've recently found that it is Bad to surprise my daughter with some delicious dead deer when she thought it was beef, and have therefore sworn off serving surprise meat....and there was that one church potluck from my childhood where afterwards they asked who had the chicken salad sandwiches with the crusts cut off... The parents had been in on it, so they knew what we were eating before we actually had it. Turns out rattlesnake Does taste like chicken. I'd totally eat it again.
Deer ate all my mom's plants in her yard , and, flowers and are just a nuisance, and, ducks I got no connection, too, and, we had a goose growing up.that chased my sister and I; the day he died was a good day, he would nip no more
Quite a bit of something mind-blowing, too, watching mom cut his head off on the chopping block and watching it run around a minurte or two after with its head cut off, blood spurting out like a geyser and collapsing on the grass dead then. :I
Ahhh, I sooo wuv the Thumpster, between he and any other Disney animal, there's no contest, only way that furry little feller could be improved was if he was green
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