Re: [nutellaontoast] DIY
You guys.. that sounds awesome!
Trans..
Two questions: 1. Your avatar is awesome.. but I notice that the dude is just licking and not using his teeth. Does the corn simply dissolve? That is corn right? Interesting. 2. Now i'm curious.. what did you do with the dogs tail? For sure I would have sewn it to a hat or something.
Mr. Nutella..
What the hell man.. your brother actually changed green! Again, not to get off subject here, but while we're at it (Trans you'll appreciate this..ur not alone) I actually shit green once. I was about 22 hours in on a binge of Popeye DVD's, spinach, and blue gatorade. Then I got this weird notion that all this would increase my strength and allow me to climb a local "too hot to jump" antenna much faster. After that I really started to shovel it all in and after my box set of DVD's ran out I went for it.
So pumped I skipped my normal pre-jump shit which in hind site was a dire mistake. I raced up the ladder as my stomach grumbled and topped out in record time. I didn't hang around long. I exited quickly and being that it was high bust I went for the low opening. I'm sure you can guess what happened, but as I slammed open my rectum couldn't handle it. (No I don't have a loose asshole ya' bastards..I just popped a few Zannies before I started the climb to chill me out. I was starting to loose feeling in my hands and feet before the jump so the spastic asshole isn't a big suprise) Upon opening I proceeded to eject a rather voluptuous quantity of warm watery feces into my pants, which.. since I don't wear underwear.. collected around my leg straps.
As I landed, half laughing and half crying, I had to sprint away which cause the whole mess to shift as one would imagine. To my luck and surprise the expelled contents of my anus didn't run all the way down my pants into my boots, but came to a sloshing rest on my lower thigh pinched off from escape by my trusty kneepad straps that were lashed to the exterior of my pants.
Evading capture I had made it into a set of dark trees and decided to say fuck the pants and cut them off with my hook knife while leaving the kneepads attached. The disgusting cesspool of steamed spinach and gatorade gushed out and I used the material from the lower legs to clean myself off as best I could. I had a hell of a long way to go to get back to my car and since I had a new stash bag at home I went ahead and cut two holes out of the bottom of my bag, poked my legs through, and synched the bag closed around my wait.
No doubt I was a hell of a sight running down the street in giant clompy boots, full face helmet, t-shirt, balled up parachute, and a saggy black diaper hanging off my ass. No matter.. I was stoked because I got a new opening and I didn't get busted. I even stopped by the McDonalds late night drive through window in my get-up and ordered a milkshake and fries. You won't believe this part, but I actually got the chick at the windows number. Hellll yeah..
Now.. I know your going to ask.. how did I know it was green. Well. I got home and jumped in the shower with my stash bag diaper still on and obviously noticed the odd color pretty quickly. The fucked up thing about it was, I guess the mixture of bile, gatorade, and green spinach pigment is pretty potent and it stains skin. I looked like some sort of fucked up inverted Bob Ross painting. It stuck around until the weekend which just so happened to coincide with St. Patties day. I threw on a matching green speedo, painted my feet orange, and hit the bars. I actually got a few high fives and free beers out of the deal. I had to laugh though when a few girls rubbed my legs asking what I had used to color my skin and I simply but truthfully told them it was ass water.
Win and win.
Sorry for that.. back to the subject. Well..should your rig continue with it's shiny green glow please inform GreenMachine because I think he will come visit you. Fully clothed with rig and all I think he would jump in and float around for a bit.