Hicurp

A friend of mine and I talked about our favorite euphemisms for puking at one point on a long drive, nearly 20 years ago. And the winners were:

Runner Up: Buick
3: Technicolor yawn
2: Driving the porcelain bus
1: Speaking in chunks

Which all describe how I feel looking at this vomiting forth.

Via CNN, along with an article on yet another "Well gee, we never really thought about how to stop a blowout at this unprecedented depth. You expect us us to think of everything" "solution." And of course the backup backup plan. And the backup backup backup plan.

Hey, I have an idea... let's everyone chip in our used chewing gum and send it to Louisiana... and once there's a big enough wad accumulated, we can shoot that down the hole. Seriously, I hope someone has thought to test golf balls and shredded tires in crude; many synthetic materials are soluble in oil.