03-10-2005, 12:38 PM
Oooh I can't believe I forgot this one.
Getting intestinal parasitic worms and having to be dewormed.
Unpleasant sensation?
You betcha.
It's like crapping out a couple of pounds of wiggling greasy noodles. Long, slippery, and gooey. Feels like your own guts are coming out. Some of these worms are quite long, and it takes a few minutes of huffing, puffing, and grunting to finish squeezing the nasty little bastards out. You almost want to reach down there, grab a hold of the dangling wiggling mass, and give it a good yank just to get it out. Or at least, I thought about it. I couldn't do it. Got to queasy.
:wacko:
Getting intestinal parasitic worms and having to be dewormed.
Unpleasant sensation?
You betcha.
It's like crapping out a couple of pounds of wiggling greasy noodles. Long, slippery, and gooey. Feels like your own guts are coming out. Some of these worms are quite long, and it takes a few minutes of huffing, puffing, and grunting to finish squeezing the nasty little bastards out. You almost want to reach down there, grab a hold of the dangling wiggling mass, and give it a good yank just to get it out. Or at least, I thought about it. I couldn't do it. Got to queasy.
:wacko:
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."