Really the answer is pretty simple. You need two of these octopi, one as your potential experimental tako dish, and the other as a control that you just follow the directions on, outside of your body. Watch and see what happens to the control group and say to yourself: “Self, is this something that would be happy inside of my belly, and would I in turn be happy with it there?”
Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!
Okay, don’t. Please. But if you do, insult your nearest doctor. Because a Dope without Inigo just isn’t a Dope at all.
The test must be done with both simultaneously. So he can say “Self, am I happy that this is happening inside my belly? Honey, do you know the number for 911?”
(bolding mine)
That wouldn’t be very nice of Inigo . . . what did his doctor ever say to him?
Inigo…listen to Winston…listen to Winston…listen to Winston…
Oh dear. :smack:
Consult.
Recent studies have shown that Diet Coke and Mentos are a much more potent fuel mixture than Pop Rocks and Coke.
**Inigo ** has not checked in since 5pm (EDST) yesterday. Do you suppose he went and did it? and is now in the E/R waiting for the octopus to complete its ‘fantastic voyage’?
He said, “Okay, I’ll authorize your release this time, but remember I can have you involuntarily commited later on.”
Foax, between having a new 'puter and a new camera and being desperately intoxicated last night I was unable to upload a pic of the octopus. Maybe tonight. It IS the same brand of toy shown in carnivorousplant’s post. Except that it’s an octopus, not a ray. After reading all y’all’s thoughtful and compelling posts I have decided to perform an experiment to determine if actual ingestion of the nonexpanded octopus could possibly cause discomfort. Yup, I put the little rascal in a quart mason jar (filled with water) to get a better idea of what the Chinese actually mean by 600%.
And then I repotted a Christmas cactus.
I was hoping by now we’d be getting X-Rays to see that Octopus instead of digital pictures. Inigo, if you need a little reassurance I am happy to provide it. There’s a decent Sushi joint down the road. I’ll go and get some Octopus, too. You eat yours and I’ll eat mine. We’ll be in it together.
You don’t have to do this alone. I’ll be there for you, every step of the way.
More or less.
What?! You never mentioned a cactus before!
This…this changes everything.
just don’t order the Nagapuki Surprise!
Sweet, lovable, gullible but wacky Inigo and his charming but evil buddy Winston at the sushi bar…
…why, it’s a sitcom, I tells ya!
those wacky sushi eaters . . .
…sponsored by Roto-Rooter? 
I have to admit that I’m torn. I don’t want to see Inigo die of an octopus impaction (band name?), but at the same time, I really want to know what will happen…
“Ignorance is never better than knowledge.” -Enrico Fermi
The news report I saw stated unequivocally that if you consumed them both at the same time, you’d vomit. My kids are hounding me to buy them some so they can try the experiment. However, the report said nothing about what would happen if you ingested Mentos, Diet Coke, and a toy octopus. How can I ever find out?
Since those specials are produced by LMNO Productions, I expect that when they remove the toy octopus from Inigo’s body, the sound of a screeching cat will be played.
The effort to reraise small children in terms of resources used vs. raising a human to an adult should tell us that you must use your children (guinea pigs) to give us the answers we are seeking. Your children are instinctively aware that they are the dispensable variations here and are trying to do what is right for humanity on the whole.
j/k 