|Archie would rather lie on the recycling instead of the box that John left out for him. Silly cat.|
While I was eating the soup, one of my co-workers walked by, pointed at my soup and asked, "What's THAT?" I told her it was black bean soup. She said, "Oh, it looked like gravy and I wondered why you'd be eating a bowlful of gravy." I had never thought of doing that before, but I could probably be very happy eating a bowl full of gravy.
When I got back to my desk and told the ladies in my office about my trials during lunch, one of them said, "Eat some cotton balls."
"Yeah. If you've swallowed glass, you're supposed to eat cotton balls so the glass will stick to them," she said.
"Wait. How do you know that?"
"I have no idea," she responded.
Needless to say, I haven't tried eating any cotton balls. I guess it would sop up the imaginary gravy I had for lunch. I'll just have to hope that I didn't accidentally swallow any glass. I suppose I'll find out when I take a drink of water and it flows out of the holes the glass made in me.