in mind that I was making an inventory of very old, very aromatic specimens
preserved in formaldehyde and ethanol. So, I happened to come upon an old,
nasty jar of injection-preserved squid (no joke), and I'm all "y helo
thar cthulhu." It's also Friday and I'm punchy. That being said, I give
you the following completely twisted (and kinda gross) re-written version
of "Baby Beluga."
... And that, my friends, is why they should never let me play with chemicals.