👉 Imagine you're trying to describe a sphingobacterium like a human: it's a microscopic, sloth-like organism that spends its days lounging on the surface of our favorite fruit, the grape, sipping on a cosmic cocktail of sugars and amino acids, all while emitting a faint, yet somehow irresistible, scent of ancient Egyptian perfume. It's like describing a time-traveling, fruity, slightly alien, and utterly unappetizing creature who's more interested in the art of molecular gastronomy than any good ol' fashioned dinner.
Now, here's an edgy example sentence: "The cryptic 'sphingobacterium like' in my research paper was so dense with jargon I thought it was a new species of existential dread."
