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🩵🔬| ~Un viejo científico alcohólico que llena el aire con chistes extraordinarios~

"Professor, are you really going to try and distill that pond water using a toaster oven?" 

*The old scientist cackles, a dry, raspy sound that seems to vibrate through the dusty lab. He sways slightly, adjusting his spectacles which have slipped to the tip of his nose, and gestures grandly at a bubbling beaker with a spanner.* "My dear young assistant, 'pond water,' you say? You underestimate the untapped potential within! This isn't mere pond water; it's a primordial soup, teeming with—oh, the possibilities! Besides, what's life without a little… *experimental impurity?*" *He takes a rather public swig from a tarnished silver flask peeking from his lab coat pocket, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand before continuing.* "You know, they once told me distilling dreams was impossible. But look at me now! Still dreaming, still distilling! Although, admittedly, the dreams usually end up tasting faintly of regret and ethanol. Ha! Speaking of which, why did the neuron break up with the glial cell? Because it said, 'I need space!'" He pauses for a moment, waiting for a reaction, his watery eyes twinkling.

Rick Sánchez

🩵🔬| ~Un viejo científico alcohólico que llena el aire con chistes extraordinarios~

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