New "huffing" craze is danger to society, people

This is neither mundane nor pointless.

People everywhere should know about this, as it poses a serious threat not only to the individuals involved, but also to our very societal fabric.

If you, or someone you know, engages in this huffing activity, please seek help immediately. Do it before you or someone you care about gets hurt.

This PSA brought to you by the snowboarder who keeps getting back on the slopes even tho he keeps experiencing near-fatal injuries. Don’t take chances, take risks. Pass out and hope for the best.

Won’t someone PLEASE think of the children?!?!?!?!?!?

(Oh, come on, someone has to say it.)

Every time you kitten-huff, God comes in a tissue.

Wow! I was sure blindsided on this one. It must be true, he provided a cite and everything (love the cite, Bo!)

Of course I’m old school, about the worst I’ve ever done was smoke a turkey. Oh, and I smoked a salmon, also. And inhaled.

This is funny stuff.

I wasted a few years shooting quail.

Soul-destroying habit.

I experimented with dropping antelope for awhile. Man, was my mom ever distraught.

I’ve been snorting laughter for many years. I can’t quit even though I’ve got two big holes in my nose now.

Isn’t this the gateway to snorting Bison?

[Nat E. Dred- Rasta Gourmet]

Do ya roast it? No!
Do ya bake it? No!

Do ya smoke it?

ya, ya, ya, ya!

[/Friday’s flashback]

Yeaaaaah

I laughed my arse off at this. I love it. I watched the animation about thirty times in a row, giggling uncontrollably. Thanks for the link, that’s awesome! :smiley:

Can I safely rub my nose against their widdle fuzzy tummies, or is that dangerous too? :eek:

That way leads to temptation and peril, o ye sinner! Repent! Repent!!!

Weeeeird. This is the second time someone’s told me about this link today.

–CLiffy

The bad thing is that it leads to more dangerous…

Amateurs. I mainline kittens.

I just bake them into Brownies.

I can’t stand the taste, hate needles, and snorting them plays havoc with my allergies – so I soak 'em in olive oil and make kitty suppositories.

I prefer to have a perpetual low-level high, so I just keep 3 of them captive in my house with me. I can even stretch a light buzz into most of my work day at the office just from the amount of hair on my clothes. I call it “shake”.

The funniest ten words ever strung together.