DEATHMASTER
The Freeman
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I have no clean spoons so I decided to eat the pudding with only my tongue, now I'm cold. (wow this is my 1028th post and I just noticed I passed 1000)
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I hate it when I prepare something and find out there is no silverware. And I'm forced to eat milk & cereal with a fork.
What do you mean by theres no spoon? You dont buy them?
I hate it when I prepare something and find out there is no silverware. And I'm forced to eat milk & cereal with a fork.
\I have done various strange things in a wetsuit...
>_>
There is only one emoticon capable of properly conveying my opinions regarding your post.Applied a can of spray deodorant to my arm for half an hour and watched the patch of dead, lifeless skin formulate into a blood/puss-filled bubble over the next month before accidentally scraping it off when brushing the doorway.
Had an impromptu wet dog food eating contest with a friend while intoxicated, with chunky, rank, vomity results.
Made a viking burial for a fly that died on my desk at school (which I had dubbed "Harold"), complete with burning boat and watery grave.
Enacted upon epiphanies of walking while urinating.
Convinced myself of contact with an alien god and attacked friends who laughed at him/me before storming out of a party and deciding to sleep the rest of the night outside by the street in winter. No hallucinogens involved.
With lack of bread and silverware, I decided to make myself a grilled ham and cheese sandwich which I left as a smouldering, rotting lump on the stove for a week.
Made a collection of filaments and screws from dead lightbulbs because they looked like bitchin' alien antennas.
Made animated stop-motion films with my webcam of cigarettes, coins, bottles, cans, and lamps.
Ingested possibly lethal amounts of water to see how ****ed up I could get during a school break and spent the rest of the day urinating every 15 minutes. Ate a box of sugar cubes on a separate occasion and freaked the living hell out of the participants I'd recruited for an experiment for my Psychology course with my hyperactivity.
Begged my mother to wash my mouth out with soap. She obliged. I found it hilarious for some reason.
Others... Many others...
Applied a can of spray deodorant to my arm for half an hour and watched the patch of dead, lifeless skin formulate into a blood/puss-filled bubble over the next month before accidentally scraping it off when brushing the doorway.
Ingested possibly lethal amounts of water to see how ****ed up I could get during a school break and spent the rest of the day urinating every 15 minutes.
And we hate you.
How the hell do you manage to do that?Absinthe said:Convinced myself of contact with an alien god and attacked friends who laughed at him/me before storming out of a party and deciding to sleep the rest of the night outside by the street in winter. No hallucinogens involved.
I'm not weird enough for this thread![]()
How the hell do you manage to do that?
No way... did that seriously happen? How'd the deodorant affect the skin like that?
How much water did you drink? It's very difficult to drink such vast quantities of water for it to do significant harm to the body, and it doesn't take much water to have to urinate every 15 minutes for an entire day, depending on how much water you normally drink on a regular basis. I think it's on the order of having to drink 3 or 4 quarts of water almost nonstop at a high rate of speed to be able to become overdosed on water.
i think his last sentence is false
Nope. Just beer and wine. I think I was just originally messing around, but then the more I repeated it, the more convinced I became that I actually had made contact. It took about three hours for me to exit my self-induced insanity. It eventually dawned one me that there wasn't a good reason for me to be sleeping outside in the freezing cold with a t-shirt on the curb.