lets all forget nuclear science and go bowling

it was just before supper when he began vomiting sinus secretions and blood. thinking back on those events it was the way in which his eyeballs bulged that was the real ice breaker and a topic we've since discussed almost exclusively.

poopoo time


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Is that bacon or sunshine?

The pumpkin filling for pumpkin pie reminds me of what it might look like if a taco took a shit. That's all.


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On the way things haven't been

i don't know where i am or who you are but this clam dip is amazing.



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Death by my Face or Reissuing Childhood Memories

I think the boardgame Clue should be reissued. In this new version, the concept of actual people will be replaced by body parts. This poses a couple of questions:

Which body part would be the worst villain of sorts? (pinky toe)

What body part would be the most despised among its brethren? (kidney)

What would be the weapon of choice for each organ if it was a serial killer?

I think:

-the vagina would be a knife wielding psycho - a very messy killer
-the ear: a conniving, sly bandit that poisoned its victims
-eyeball: definitely a gun enthusiast a la Tackleberry
-nose: the one nobody suspected that killed each victim differently
-uvula: grenades
-kneecap: Chinese throwing stars and other ninja related skills
-heart: a strangler
-brain: electrocution with a heavy dose of torture

Just imagine the spleen in the conservatory with the lead pipe...

Grenadine

The body parts were freshly laid out on the black canvas. The doctor felt around for a light and then realized he was in the wrong room.

He found the switch and illuminated the small den, jumping at the site of his grotesqueness in mirror after mirror after mirror. He was surrounded by his own likeness and it made his brain vomit.

He picked up the spleen and threw it against the mirror, watching it leave a trail of bile adjacent to his ugly reflection.

Then he punched in.