Saturday, November 27, 2010

Igor (1 of many)

  Igor just dropped a whole box of new Petri dishes. I could tell that maybe half of them smashed to bits from the sound. It's not the first time this has happened.
He sees me eyeing the horsewhip on the wall, but no longer bothers with another episode of cringe-n-scrape begging for mercy, there is no profit in it.