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Ninebelowzero -> RE: Scat-ology (2/4/2012 6:47:49 AM)
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Really,
I mean really. Admitting you drink watneys is a bit well sissy. That aint a mans drink at all I've had piss with higher alcohol content.
Watneys is what you let your teenage kids drink to educate them about responsible drinking. Come back when you get some hair on your balls.
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ORIGINAL: xssve
Oh farting? Shit, I became addicted to Watneys draught and hot wings for a time many years ago, served at this local Cantina I frequented - you cannot truly understand the horrific magnitude of the resulting chemical reaction which took place in my bowels. It was like the special effects from a movie: typically, the louder they are, the less they smell, while the silent but deadly variety are usually difficult for even the most dignified to ignore - but these had cabinet rattling volume and hair raising stench, of monumental height, width, and depth, and they simply refused to be held back, but would simply burst forth with no warning. It was quite unbelievable, the only good part about it was that it was so over top that people couldn't help but laugh through the tears.
After a couple of incidents, the last one in a drug store which seemed to go on forever, but was probably only Six or Seven seconds, where everybody in the store stopped and turned around to look, then began jerking their heads spastically, clawing at their faces and dodging away as the miasma inexorably spread. I had choice after that but to forgo drinking Watneys and eating those hot wings forever, although I crave that delectable combination to this day.
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