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Vegging at home last night, I turned on to Fear Factor. Never really understood how difficult some of the physical tests can be, but am often amazed that folks will willingly participate in the gross eating contests. Regardless, last night’s contest involved ingesting ten slugs and then dringking a shot of cow bile. (Who comes up with these, I’ll never know.) The first woman gets going, with accompanying requisite camera shots of retching and heaving. Completes the task and then states, “Ugh, the slime covers your mouth and the taste stays there. It’s like having a condom in your mouth.”
Hey, thanks for letting us know. If there’s ever been a better defense for bare-backing, I don’t know what it is.
Tuesday, November 12, 2002
Rantings of an almost middle-aged man-child. Lowly tech-writer by day, but amazingly virile superhero when I dream.
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