Today is my brother's birthday. For his birthday, I decided to make him a blueberry pie. He likes blueberry pies. So I baked him one, lovingly and painstakingly.
So. Why is Beauregard hiding fearfully under the table? It's not what you probably think. He was actually very well behaved during the pie baking, and for this picture, he is doing nothing but cowering in sheer terror, due to the violent yelling. Why was there yelling?
Because. I can describe the proteolytic chain reaction that occurs during blood clotting. I can describe in great detail the action and mechanisms of carbonic anhydrase, chymotrypsin, and protein kinase A, and restriction endonucleases, among other things.
I cannot remove a pie from the oven.
So, so difficult to clean up. Sorry, Corbin.
