Atomic belly-laughs, and spent fuel for the bedroom

Babble on.

Kate should have put the NSFW tag on this post. No, there's nothing lewd about it. But when you laugh your tail off while reading super-serious-important-business-all-business-certainly-not-personal-stuff on your computer at work, it's pretty obvious to your co-workers you're not working. At least it was to mine.

But oh, was it worth it. Laughter is nuclear fuel for the soul. Thanks Kate.

(oh, and don't bother asking for the spent stuff back - I'm using it for my own clandestine 'weapons program' - "Honey, I'm HOOOOOOME!")

Babble off.