I'm making steak and Guinness pie for supper. Leftover steak, fond memories of one English dish etc. So anyway, as I was stirring in the first can of Guinness, #1 got home and came into the kitchen to talk.
Of course, he wanted to know what I was making, and as we talked, I asked him to get a second can of Guinness since the mushrooms seemed to have absorbed much of the first can. He went to the pantry while I waited, added the HP Sauce, chopped my parsley, and finally went to see where #1 had gone. He handed me the can of Guinness, and then watched me cook some more. Then, I was ready for the can of Guinness.
So, after I finished licking the Guinness off of my glasses, wiping down the front of the stove and admiring my general eau-de-stout fragrance caused by the typhoon of Guinness which had streamed through my hair, I gave #1 my very best 'You might as well tell me now since you know I'm going to find out anyway' look, and asked him if he could guess why this can of Guinness had nearly exploeded when I opened it, as opposed to the first one which barely foamed.
---silence----
"Well,"he said," I just wanted to see if these cans had the little cork thingy inside the can which makes it not foam when you pour it."
"Ah," I said,"and what did you do to discover whether or not this was indeed the case?"
---silence again----
"Well, after I shook it a little and couldn't hear anything, I shook it again, only hard. When I found that I couldn't hear the cork thingy the second time, I decided that this can didn't have one of those".
Excellent. #1 can form a working hypothesis, test it, and form conclusions based on the evidence gained. Yay. My biochem major will do just fine. In his classes, at least.
When Poe ain't happy, ain't nobody happy.
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