Haha Trippin! I was eating eggs the other day when I began to wonder why I was enjoying something that came out of a chicken's cloaca. Especially when "cloaca" also happens to be Spanish for "sewer"!

Weird thoughts, weird thoughts...I've got a lot, but nothing right now. Once I thought about having my brain transplanted into a dog's body, to receive impulses from dog nerves and to command dog muscles to move. What would it be like?