*Mike King: 145? *
And 288 is too gross.
I see no one has mentioned this classic yet:
What’s gross?
Ten dead babies in one trashcan.
What’s grosser than gross?
One dead baby in ten trashcans.
2 starving vampires fighting over a bloody tampon.
These are from Robin Williams:
Circumcising yourself with a chainsaw.
Opening an umbrella up your ass.
Passing a bowling ball.
Hows about:
The puss I clean daily from the Proud Flesh of my ingrown toenail.
Draining a longneck into a girl’s ass to drink beer from her browneye, but as she’s squeezing it out for you, a gooey mess of beer-battered shit explodes into your open mouth. (If someone wants the avi, I can give a link)
Fat chick taking a wet, crackly shit (you know the kind. Crackles like rice crispys its so wet and greasy) into the open mouth of a guy laying about 3 feet below. (If someone wants the jpg I can give the link)
Those days when you have a cold and your nose keeps draining down your throat, you feel like you’re chugging watery snot all day and need to vomit but you never do.
Drinking a half gallon of egg nog, eating some beef jerky, then drinking until you vomit a milky, frothy, mess all over the wall behind the toilet, with shredded beef mixed in for looks.
Grabbing a piece of home-made beef jerky, chewing on it for about an hour, then realizing the reason it won’t break up and swallow is because you’ve been busy re-hydrating a fist-sized hunk of fat. Vomiting on a tree for about an hour afterwards.
Buying a huge, multicolored pixy-stick type confection, made of purple, green, black, and blue powder, then about 8 hours later taking a huge purple, green, black, and blue shit. Interesting toilet paper, for sure.
Guess which 4 are from my own life.
–Tim
We are the children of the Eighties. We are not the first “lost generation” nor today’s lost generation; in fact, we think we know just where we stand - or are discovering it as we speak.
Er, make that guess which 5, sorry.
–Tim
We are the children of the Eighties. We are not the first “lost generation” nor today’s lost generation; in fact, we think we know just where we stand - or are discovering it as we speak.
Dammit, SqulCub, you stole my scat ideas. 
Here’s a good one…
An old woman pulling out a 6 inch thick scab from her vagina.
…and eats it like beef jerky.
Only thing worse than a truck-load of dead babies is the live one eating it’s way out.
How about a guy whose been adrift at sea in a lifeboat for 3 months, and has had to resort to eating his own limbs to stay alive. When he’s finally rescued, he’s just a head and torso squirming in the bottom of the boat, snarling and snapping at anything that moves.
Gary
OK.
Homer, give us those links. I’m ready.
bucket sits beside my chair
Coldfire
“You know how complex women are”
- Neil Peart, Rush (1993)
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