Trance750: singdizzy: I had a friend in high school who came over in a panic one day. She confessed she'd huffed Raid several hours prior to coming over and said this gigantic black bee wouldn't leave her alone. She described the bee as three feet long and always in the corner of her line of vision. She kept swatting the air around her head and crying about the non-stop buzzing. "DON'T YOU SEE IT? IT'S HUGE!"

She ended up being okay, and learning a few lessons. Don't inhale Raid, and don't tell a friend who will remind you of your buzz-tastic stupidity on a daily basis.

Huffing Raid? That's a new one, to me....

Me too. I recently learned that teh children are huffing Axe body spray, and the thought of it almost made me hurl.

But at least now I know what's up if someone's face smells like stale Drakkar Noir.

Internal Organs is nothing to laugh about. I mean it. I'M TALKING TO YOU FARK.

I had a friend in high school who came over in a panic one day. She confessed she'd huffed Raid several hours prior to coming over and said this gigantic black bee wouldn't leave her alone. She described the bee as three feet long and always in the corner of her line of vision. She kept swatting the air around her head and crying about the non-stop buzzing. "DON'T YOU SEE IT? IT'S HUGE!"

She ended up being okay, and learning a few lessons. Don't inhale Raid, and don't tell a friend who will remind you of your buzz-tastic stupidity on a daily basis.

ZzeusS: dprathbun: I had a landlord that was a Listerine drunk. Part of my rental agreement was to keep the lawns mowed-the mower and stuff being kept in a small, locked shed in the back yard. The first time I went to mow the lawn there were about fifteen empty, giant economy-size bottles stacked along one wall. I didn't think much about it.

As the months went by the number of empties kept increasing. A lot. So much so that it was becoming difficult to get the mower in and out of the shed. I resolved to ask him about it next time he was over.

The next week-having neither seen nor spoken to the guy, I head out to do some serious mowing and notice the shed door ajar. I mosey on over and open the door to find my soon to be ex-landlord frothing and twitching on the ground in some kind of mouthwash induced fit. Now, while he did smell minty fresh, I wasn't about to do mouth-to-mouth on this guy if it became necessary. CPR? Sure. MtM. Not a chance.

Anywho, the EMTs show up but it's a bit late. The poor bastard didn't even make it out of the shed.

csb

/wouldn't be an EMT
//for all the rum in the Caribbean
///too much like work



You sat there and watched the guy die? That's pretty hard core, man.

Oh hell no. I grabbed the heavy duty pruning shears and plunged them into his chest.

And it's spelled J-E-N-K-E-M.


If you make the jenkum you are not getting the best. Insist on the original Jenkem!

Ah, Albuquerque! The Florida of New Mexico!

casual disregard: xenophon10k: "The effects on these people can be diarrhea, blindness, memory loss and internal organs. It's not reversible,"

Irreversible diarrhea admittedly seems like a terrible fate.

Would you really want to reverse it? Your colon doesn't have taste buds.

For a more masculine, no mint breath. And you can warm up those internal organs.

Bathia_Mapes: FTA...The effects on these people can be diarrhea, blindness, memory loss and internal organs


What a way to go. You shiat yourself blind and don't even remember it.

Would you rather remember it?

They should try heroin. I find that people who try it are very loyal to the brand.

FTA:The effects on these people can be diarrhea, blindness, memory loss and internal organs

Huh, so that's how Dick Cheney got a new heart.