Last year on our pontoon boat I took a swig of my beer and immediately knew something was amiss. I spit out the mouthful and out came a bee! It took a moment to get its shit together, then flew off.
You mean you let him leave? He was FUI.
See, I was thinking more along the lines of this. snfaulkner may have just saved the planet.
I was actually thinking of the worms in Fry’s truck stop sandwich that rewired his brain.
So snfaulkner, did it drink much?
If it’d been a fly and you were Irish and in a joke, you’d have grabbed the fly by the wings and yelled Spit it out, ya little bastard, spit it out!
I’m still getting the log in page. I want to see the parasite you ingested.
I can’t see the picture, but I’m sure you’ll be fine.
WARNINGSTORY ABOUT EATING A BUG FOLLOWS***
SQUEAMISH PEOPLE BEWARE
I once camped out someplace that had beetles (or beetle-like bugs, I’m no entomologist) that were known to fly into one’s food. Usually the solution was to pick them out as soon as you saw them, but somehow one of them escaped my notice and got into my mouth. I thought something was amiss after I felt a CRUNCH between my teeth. Then I tasted something entirely unlike the fried rice on my plate. Then I felt the little fcuker flapping it’s wings in my mouth. Being a stubborn Yankee bastard, I couldn’t admit defeat by spitting it out. So I chewed furiously and swallowed! The taste in my mouth was indescribably awful. A fork full of (untainted) fried rice and a whole cup of water didn’t get it out, so I went with the nuclear option. Nowadays that would be strong liquor, but being a child I went with several spoons-full of hot sauce. And here I am, [mumble mumble] years later with nothing but a gross story to tell from it. And you had liquor to help with your thing! You’ll be fine.
I can confirm that the thing would have wrapped itself around your cerebral cortex, and rendered you highly susceptible to suggestion. I saw a documentary about those things once.
There was no parasite. The photo page that you can’t reach does not exist. This was all just a simple little mistake. We’ve had a little talk with snfaulkner, and he now agrees that there was never any brain-controlling parasite in his beer, and there was no photo, and everyone should just forget the whole thing. And if you hear any more stories over the next few weeks about people finding things like this in their beverages, just ignore them too. It will all be over soon.
Ok good, I was worried for a while. Are we still meeting at the San Francisco city hall tomorrow morning?
I still think he may have PTSD. Delusional thinking is a symptom. We should intervene. It would be a kindness, really.
Needs official thread song.
Hopefully, snfaulkner doesn’t object to me relocating the image to imgur.
Thank you. 33 posts and it was finally posted for those of us not registered on giraffe boards.
Its not that disgusting. Theres no spikes or green spots on it.
Nope! I appreciate it. Thanks!
Now if it was soup we were talking about…
Thank you. It looks like a slug to me, with its eyestalks retracted from being in the alcohol.
Slugs love beer, and beer traps are sometimes used to get rid of them in gardens.
Maybe it was just the inside of escargot. Yep, that’s the ticket, pretend you were eating fancy French food. (Ewww, snails.I’m still gaggy)
Exactly. Slugs and snails are both gastropods. That thing would probably have been delicious with melted garlic butter. Yumm! You should have been charged extra for it!
OK, I’ll go away now. I think I need to throw up anyway.
Looks tasty!