"Does yogurt go bad?" he asked me.
"Is that from when I bought it when I was there?" I exclaimed, horrified. Seeing as I was last in his house in November, that would be sentient yogurt, ready to engulf Planet Earth with its yogurt-y ways.
"No, it's from the shoot," he said.
"Sure, it goes bad," I said. "I mean, it's a milk product that has to be refrigerated. Even though it's already technically fermented, it's possible for it to go even more bad." I added, "By which I mean, it wears black leather jumpsuits and grows a moustache."
A second of silence. "You mean it joins the A-Team?" he asked, slightly puzzled.
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"I pity da fool!"
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