Hate World. Hate Family. HATE SISTER!!!

If that was really a word, what would it mean?

 

It means to spawn milk from your nose with no outside source.

 

Oh. Actually from an experiment I have completed only 5 minutes ago, milk out of your nose does not hurt.

 

Soda hurts. Beer hurts. Vodka will make you wish you never started breathing. I'm glad we've another scientific mind on the forum, though.
What I really can't figure out is exactly what could have come from my friend's nose if it wasn't the root beer he was drinking.

 

Not the acid in his digestive tract?

 

I thought about chyme as a possibility. That's probably what it was; however there's no way to prove it now. The janitor was all over that with a bucket of sawdust within minutes.
My sister had the same thing happen, except it didn't shoot out of her nose. She was talking to me and projectile vomited the stuff.

 

Did it land on you?

 

Thanks to my mongoose-like reflexes, no. That's probably the worst smell I can remember.

 

OK - so how did you miss the dubious joy of being around a drunk who did that?

Speaking as a former plumber, that would gag a maggot on a gut wagon.

 

I was going to post something witty and brilliant, but then the sheer horror of seeing an ad for 'Bling-Bling' Barbie on TV made it leak out my ears, along with what little vestigates of faith in mankind remained.

OW. >_<

 

"Bling-Bling Barbie"? Oh brother.......

 

I shit you not. The ad even has this stupid song that basically goes 'Bling Bling' over and over again. As sung by 15-year-old sluts. GODDESS HELP ME, THE HOS ARE TAKING OVER!

(And BTW, the Boondocks quote you're thinking of is:
"And what exactly do you know about Strippers, little boy?"
"Not much, but I do know they're usually named after liquor.")

 

That reminds me of watching an "older" saturday night live with an ad for "Gangsta Bitch Barbie".
"Fluff out those boxers, Ken! You know what's up! Yeah, smack that bitch up!"
"Uh oh, Barbie don't play that! She don't take no crap!"
"Gangsta Bitch Barbie...! She don't take no crap!"

 

After having that name rattle around in my head all day, I'm not sure what bothers me more. The concept of this latest doll or that I have four preteen nieces with birthdays coming up and they're all going to want one. :/

 

I'd be bothered if any member of my family had one. I hate to say it, but if they want to get oneof those "Bling-Bling" dolls, you have to kill them slowly. If they repent, let them off with a mild laceration around their midsection. If they go Benedict on you, give them a severe case of "Hey, why's my head on the floor".

 

Buy them something less girly.

 

New from Mattel, Metrosexual Ken! With no muscles at all, and improved wrist bending action!

 

Maybe I'll get lucky and their parents will buy the dolls. As for the Metrosexual Ken, I would not be surprised.

 

I'll bet red gingerale out the nose would burn worse than anything.

Also, if I ever have kids, Lord help them if I catch them trying to emulate any part of nigger culture.