Was anyone else trying to figure out the bizarre Zeppelin reference?
This. Ow. Fourteen years ago and I still remember the pain. And that was after washing my hands twice. :eek:
Bra-vo.
Yes. Oh gods, yes. I now wash my hands thoroughly every time I’m within spitting distance of a habanero. That was two years ago, and I can still feel it.
All is well south of the border, although my wife threatened to grab the camera as I was treating my junk like an Oreo cookie.
Many thanks to QtM.
I usually remember to “hold it” with the other hand after chopping peppers, but I was in a hurry (couple of dinner-making beers).
Poor guy - his life is a series of ups and downs.
I’ve been fortunate enough to “only” get my eye stinging, and I still keep a box of disposable vinyl gloves under my sink, to put on for any hot pepper chopping/handling. I don’t trust my various sensitive mucous membranes to mere hand-washing! :eek:
I’m not going to post the obvious “creme filling” joke. Just not gonna do it.
Sounds like time to do a little lyric-rewriting:
http://www.facebook.com/pages/The-oreo-cookie-song-Ice-cold-milk-and-an-oreo-cookie/314435193714
Oh, Oh, ice cold milk
after jalapeño peppers
They forever go together,
What a classic combination
When a burny tingly pecker
meets an icy cold sensation
Like the one and only creamy,
bouncy, fun toy, Oh-oh-oh-oh!!
Isn’t this the last line to Proust’s Rememberance of Things Past?
De nada.
It’s not the first time I’ve been called upon to help put out a fire down below.
You bet. I couldn’t figure out what the hell big-legged women had to do with this.
On the other hand…
I’ve got a flamin’ dong, can’t get my fill
Glans that shines, burning red
Dreams of you all through my head
I’ll stop now.
ETA, I am impressed that the OP went to the effort of putting the tilde over the n. If my pork sword were on fire, I wouldn’t be reaching for the character map.
And Vacuum Cleaner…
I never understood what the thing was about oysters. I ate a dozen the other night and only seven of them worked.
:D:D
You’re not putting them on your dick then, are you? Try that.
A man from New Mexico told me that the migrant workers who pick peppers have hand made copper tools hanging from their belts. One end has a hook to use on their zipper, and the other end a spoon like detail to scoop their penis out of their pants. With no place to wash they need to be able to answer a call of nature without touching their junk.
It is also a good idea to be careful with any brand of shampoo when approaching the Cobra Commander. I’m not exactly sure how, but one time while holding and squirting(the bottle you asses)to wash off some forgotten substance with shampoo I managed to aim the stream up the urethra.
Now that is a area that is not exactly chemically hardened. It hurt like holy hell for three hours and swelled from the inside, and kept me awake all night with the ache. And peeing was excruciating for 5 days.
Sounds like that time I accidentally sat on a gerbil. Bad as it was for me, I think the gerbil got the worst end of the deal.
Burma-Shave.
See post #55.
Huh. I didn’t even see that one.