My brain does weird things when I’m falling asleep. Conversation between me and GB, my wife.
Me: Can’t sleep. My brain is being mean to me. It keeps trying to create some fake chemical name.
Me: Lacto-something acid. The something ends in ‘ick’. And all I can come up with is Barric.
Me: What’s Lacto-barric acid? Milk that gets more acidic when the air pressure changes?
GB: It could be Barium.
Me: No it couldn’t…
GB: Why not?
Me: Because milk comes from cows not swallows.
In case your brain doesn’t work like mine, here’s the punchline. Not fun. Like someone decided the next Muller corner yoghurt would be chalk flavour…