One of my bosses at The Lab keeps asking about the recurring theme of pudding in my work. He wonders if there’s some sort of joke that he isn’t getting, and that perhaps others won’t get it because they’re not from around here (The Lab is the most culturally diverse place I’ve ever hung my hat).

It’s a valid question, but it honestly doesn’t have an answer. The reason pudding keeps showing up in the chemical disasters I create is because pudding is hilarious. That’s it. Pudding = funny. He is clearly putting too much thought into what I do all day.