this voiceclip fucking kills me every time I listen to it. I imagine him being like this image with the fucking teeth clattering or whatever and then he's like banging his arms/knees against the desk before coming to, in a confused daze like a dementia patient
what if the bad breakers was called the bad beakers and we made terrible labware like real shoddy beakers that aren't graduated properly and flasks that shatter and everything is made out of lime glass too because borosilicate is too expensive