Wednesday, November 30, 2005

This is hilarious to me and probably to those of you who remember my horrible "case of indigestion" (diarrhea, if you want to be technical) that occurred before I departed Germany to return here. So now, technically, someone could give me Salmonella. I already had it though. So, please, don't give it to me again. It was a horrible experience that I never want to relive. And sometimes, at the strangest times and especially at debate tournaments, I can still feel the cramps of doom!

Was that too much information?

Update: If you click on the comments be ready for some real "potty-mouth" discussion. By clicking on the comments you enter at your own risk!

14 comments:

Anonymous said...

ROFL, dude... that one is almost as ssssexy as my Syphillis ;D

Also, I used to get those cramps really bad, too. I came to realize that it was because I would never dookie at debate tournaments (or in the hotel).. dookie=relief!

don't deny it. you don't poop while at debate tournaments, and that is what the crampage is from!
-chace

Thister said...

Hahah! Indeed, it is not as sexy as the Syphilis. It looks like a capsulized shoe-string haired chicken, which is kind of freaksih.

Yeah, well, I can admit that I get cramps because of the "no poop policy" while at tournaments. I don't poop at the school bathrooms during tournaments because you know as well as I do that you're bound to contact some STD if you sit down on any toilet seat. Moreover, the bathrooms almost always look similar to how New Orleans did after Katrina struck. It's almost like there is shit everywhere. It's scary even going beyond the doors knowing that some sort of destructive force awaits (that includes farts and the smell of shit!)

But, honestly, I think that when I contracted Salmonella earlier this year, it really tore up my intenstine tract. Fortunatly, I'm finally getting it checked out next week. I just hope it's nothing bad. I don't need cancer. And I certainly hope to God that I don't have to get a colonoscopy. The thought of something going up my ass just freaks me the fuck out.

Good health, MY ASS!

Anonymous said...

Your ass, LITERALLY, with a COLONOSCOPY!!!! ahahah

I poop in public all the time- with the exception of in Walmart- God knows that they probably have as many SUPER STD's as they do SUPER PRICES.

-chace

Thister said...

LMAO!! Always Walmart. Always!

Bree said...

....crazy bastards. XD

Thister said...

Whatever, you had a no poop policy at tournaments too! Admit it!!

You had a no puke policy as well, but that went out the window at Nationals.

Bree said...

Uhm, I don't have to admit it because it's not true. When nature calls, nature calls...and frankly, I can't concentrate if I have to go to the bathroom. XD

As for the puke policy...yeah. not my fault. At least I didn't get mine from "wet meat" or a "dry rub".

That's right, I went there. O_o

Thister said...

Whatever. You used to hold it all the time. People don't like to poop at tournaments. Those that do, at least the majority, only do so because it's a last resort or they are sick with something. That, and they want to contract some sort of STD.

If you'll recall, I didn't puke! Thank you very much. The wet meat (notice, no quotations) was very gross at Bandana's BBQ, and that's why I felt nauseous. Which, as you can see, is also not my fault. It's not like I wanted to go there (I could barely breathe, as you'll recall, and the smoke agitated my nose and throat), nor did I ask the cook to give me ribs with a mildly scathing side of E. Coli :P

Bree said...

LOL who said I was talking about you? ;)

Anonymous said...

My name is Chace, and I like to poop at tournaments

Thister said...

HAHAH! I don't mind pooping, really, but tournament pooping is both scary and disgusting.

My name is Wayne, and I do not like to poop at tournaments.

Bree said...

My name is Lacey, I don't have to worry about that anymore. O_o

Tournaments, not pooping.

Anonymous said...

I'm still convinced that Lacey finds a way to poop at debate tournaments. Perhaps she micropoops and sticks it on the bottom of your dress shoes, wayne.... Or perheps she poops at her own home, on behalf of the tournament that she would've been at if she were still debating.

perhaps? I do think so.

-chace

Thister said...

That's poop talk for you!

Who know that fecal conversation would be so interesting?

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