Oh, thank God. I’ve been sitting here for about 5 minutes wondering if I should click on that link. I thought it might be a picture of the frying process. phew.
ooh, ooh me too!!!
I should bookmark that link as support for the “but honey, It’s good for you!” speech.
Now you need to work out whether this whole process is nutritionally worthwhile, i.e. is the number of calories required to, ahem, produce and cook your dinner exceeded by the number of calories in the final product?
In other words, i want to know how many Weight Watchers points are in this meal before i incorporate it into my diet.
What did it smell like? I’m guessing bleach.
Happy
Not any more they’re not.
Clearly it isn’t. The energy to produce the semen can’t be less than is actually contained in it. And the process of ahem extraction uses up more energy still. It would be like trying to power a lamp and a TV by using a solar cell to collect the light from the lamp.
Go ahead. Make funny. You didn’t have to listen to millions of tiny screams.
“Go back! It’s a hand job!” --from The Tale of Sammy Sperm (traditional)
Once again I am compelled to assert the superiority of this message board above all others.
So it didn’t fry up. Maybe we could make a meringue instead.
Thank you very much for putting an ugly picture in my mind whenever I hear the term head chef from now on…
I saw a Butthole Surfers video once (actually I think is was a short feature on them on MTV’s/IRS’s The Cutting Edge) way back when).
Anyway the experiment in question was conducted by Gibby Haynes and the result was that the semen boiled up and then solidified into the word SATAN. Of course, not everyone can summon the Seed of Satan like that (sorry, mangeorge!).
My girlfriend and some of our mutual female friends thought it would be funny if they got some guys together and try making an omlette this way.
But what about if the diner in question is not the source of the spermlette?
I did consider that, but people mentioned using butter in the frying process, which would add something to the meal. But i still think you’re right. There’s a diet plan for you: “Eat and wank your way to a slimmer, trimmer body.”
Afterthought:
Maybe it would be the Onan Diet.
“How do you want your ‘omelette’?”
“Oh, as it comes.”
Omigod.
I have been eating omelettes nearly every morning on Atkins.
And now…
…now as I crack my eggs, all I will be able to think of is someone wanking into a frying pan and sauteing their joy juice.
Goodbye omelettes.
You never thought about that before? What the hell do you think an egg is, fer crissakes.
A few years ago I mentioned to the members of my friend’s co-ed dorm one of the many figures found on the Internet concerning the caloric content of semen. This immediately led to a calculation of how many “servings” would be required for a 2000-calorie diet. The conversation went south fast.
It’s probably the only time in history college-aged males have fled screaming at the mention of a kegger party.