Your starter blog.
Many years ago, when I started working, I worked in a computer room. Yeah, a room filled with computers. They didn't have a sprinkler system. In the event of a fire, you were supposed to hit the panic button and halon foam would fill the room. In five seconds. Because the foam was better than water for the computers. They said to only hit the button if you knew exactly where the door was or you'd get disoriented and never get out. No way was I hitting that button. The computers could fry, as far as I was concerned.
my job last summer involved a lot of whipped cream, so i consider myself an expert on the substance. it's definitely airy enough that you'd be able to breathe until it depuffed and turned into sugary cream, which you could wade in. and to speed up the depuffind process youd just have to flail around.
Do you work, really I wish I had time to sit around thinking of this kind of senseless worry. Anon # 2 maybe looking for a new blog...
Ha! I have had the same thought except substitute "whipped cream" with butterscotch sauce! Anonymous #2-- isn't senseless worry an oxymoron? I think of the senseless so I can STOP worrying, because god knows, we ALL have plenty to worry about. That's why I love this blog.
Sounds like a nightmare!
Other Anon, really do you know what an oxymoron is?Ok, I am back again.
And that postleft me thinking about the old Herb Alpert & Tiajuanna Brass album with the lady all "dressed" in whip cream. It was an album from the 60's my parents had.
Eat yourself an airhole and wait for rescue. mmmm. whipped cream.
laco: that's nuts. i think you had the right plan!jersey: i read your post to a room of people who were very happy to have a whipped cream expert on handAnon#2: I humbly apologize if I ever gave you any idea this blog was anything more than foolishness and narcissism. :)thanks for all the comments.
On the days I don't comment, it's only because my head is hurting from laughing so hard.
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