Please don't judge me
Ok so the story I'm about to tell you happened when I was small and naive (not to mention stupid).
I was on the bog in my parents big house. I can't exactly say what age I was, but suffice to say I measure those years by the house we lived in as my parents moved around a lot. I had finished up my business and turned around to flush the loo. I watched my poo and paper swirl round the bowl then summarily disappear into the abyss. There was however one solitary raison that remained bobbing about on the surface.

Now curiosity, or stupidity for want of a more appropriate word, got the better of me and for some reason a voice in the back of my head said 'Eat the raison....eeeaaat the raissssooon'. I was in no position to disobey the voice of reason so I scooped it out with my hands and popped it into my mouth and proceeded to chew with all the finesse and vigour of starving hyena.

The taste shot round my mouth and I don't think I have ever tasted anything so foul before then or indeed since. I raced to the kitchen and proceeded to scoop peanut butter into my mouth to try and mask the flavour. It stayed in my mouth for quite some time after and no liquid or food could shift it.

Over the years I've let it slip to a few mates that I did this when I was a lot younger which in retrospect was probably a bad idea. You're always onto a winner when you meet a girl and your mates walk past and ask 'Hey, did you tell her about the time you ate a raison from your bum?'.
(The Archduke of South London I'm in your Girlfriend eating her organs, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 15:59, 1 reply)

I love that voice

it leads to such fun!

have chewy click!
( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 16:33, closed)