Easter crapblogging
There’s that moment of abject terror, looking into the john, to see a recently laid coil of cable in a deep greenish black. Just before you remember you ate a whole got-damned bag of black jelly beans.
Monday 17 Apr 2006
Heh.
Had a similar reaction when I spent a week in Ireland a couple of years ago.
After the second day, I noted all was completely BLACK. Aaaarrrgghhh! Digested blood! I’m in a foreign country & I’m gonna die!!!
Oh, wait-
Guinness.
Two words: “pickled beets”
That red water sure put the fear of God in me for about 45 seconds, oh yeah, the bees.
Licorice Ice Cream.
Causes shit the most heart breakingly gorgeous green you’ve ever seen. It’s even worse because you can’t share the wonder of it in polite society. All you can do is stand there and listen to the unknowing philistines banging impatiently on the shit-house door.
It’s like the very first time you feed your baby pureed carrots. You open up that next diaper, and for a moment, your heart just stops. Oh. My. G-D! My son’s poop is bright honkin’ orange. My wife has given birth to some sort of alie- wait, carrots. Never mind.
Now I have to have some licorice ice cream.
Really, I want green turds.
The Elderspawn ate most of an industrial sized bag of skittles just before contracting a stomach virus this weekend.
Neon green soup with orange and red flecks. Every ten minutes.
Large amounts of grape Kool-Aid do interesting things, too.
Walrilla