Guilty Pleasures, part 2
It's been a while since we last asked this question and CaptainFellatioNelson's confession that he likes "to fart under the duvet, creep in and see how long I can last only on the fart air contained within" reminded us just how good it was last time.
What are the little things you do for fun when nobody else is around?
( , Thu 13 Mar 2008, 11:48)
It's been a while since we last asked this question and CaptainFellatioNelson's confession that he likes "to fart under the duvet, creep in and see how long I can last only on the fart air contained within" reminded us just how good it was last time.
What are the little things you do for fun when nobody else is around?
( , Thu 13 Mar 2008, 11:48)
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I have always wanted to...
...get one of those styrofoam boxes from the lab, fill it with ice, mock up a few "WARNING: HUMAN ORGAN FOR TRANSPLANT - KEEP ON ICE" stickers and slap them on it, and then buy a pig's heart from the butcher and put it inside. I would then put on my labcoat and gloves, go to the hospital and find a crowded lift. While riding in the lift, I'd whistle a jaunty tune to make sure everyone's attention was focused on my box and I.
When the lift reached my (arbitrary) floor, I would get out, only to trip spectacularly and send the ice and heart all over the floor, then scramble frantically around on my hands and knees gathering it all up and saying "Don't tell anybody! It'll still be good!"
( , Fri 14 Mar 2008, 1:46, Reply)
...get one of those styrofoam boxes from the lab, fill it with ice, mock up a few "WARNING: HUMAN ORGAN FOR TRANSPLANT - KEEP ON ICE" stickers and slap them on it, and then buy a pig's heart from the butcher and put it inside. I would then put on my labcoat and gloves, go to the hospital and find a crowded lift. While riding in the lift, I'd whistle a jaunty tune to make sure everyone's attention was focused on my box and I.
When the lift reached my (arbitrary) floor, I would get out, only to trip spectacularly and send the ice and heart all over the floor, then scramble frantically around on my hands and knees gathering it all up and saying "Don't tell anybody! It'll still be good!"
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