… then they realize that they don’t even work there as a paid employee and they weren’t supposed to do any of the things they just completed (but they did a fantastic job).

One of the more disturbing things that I got from this thread is in looking up ‘releasing trapped gas in cows’ … some great videos out there of vets doing the work … I just wouldn’t want to be around it to experience the smell.

If you’ve ever felt bloated by gas, especially being lactose intolerant … just be happy you aren’t a cow.

lol … no worries we’re doing fine now

I’m tempting fate again tonight because my wife wanted a little bit of hot chocolate milk … she wanted a tiny cup of the stuff and I made too much and now I got stuck with drinking two mugs of hot chocolate. Nothing better than being lactose intolerant and drinking heated milk. It’s my wife’s fault she has to deal with the toxic fallout.

My favorite culinary volcanic Armageddon that I did to myself was …

Having a milkshake at about noon, then an afternoon lunch of German sausage with sauerkraut, a variety of pickles and potato salad. In was a backyard party so I drank lots of fizzy pop.

Then in the evening I was feeling snackish so I made myself a plate of nachos with cheese and jalapeños and served with hot sauce, sour cream and guacamole sauce. Again I drank more fizzy pop.

It was all great until about 9pm that night … my bowels felt like a hot air balloon being prepped for flight, my stomach felt distended, I was farting constantly and I wanted to throw up. I lay down almost in tears like a baby and I was embarrassed.

My wife scolded me and told me that this would happen but I didn’t listen. I felt stupid and just before I called the hospital, everything calmed down and I felt like I had come back from the dead.

I’m indigenous so I’m lactose intolerant … but you build a tolerance to it all little by little over time. About ten years ago I got it that I could drink a huge milkshake (triple chocolate for those wondering … chocolate milk, chocolate ice cream, chocolate sauce with a good shot of vanilla … it was like dessert crack). I drank regularly all summer and by the fall, I had gained ten pounds and didn’t notice the discomfort anymore.

Stopped for the winter and went to do it again the next spring and I felt like my insides wanted to become my outsides. I had to slowly build my tolerance again little by little.

I’m tainted by the internet and it’s turned my perceptions into sick fantasies

I was expecting a bit more racier photo spread than a couple dressed up like its a 1940s inspired Michael Jackson music video … Worfie are you OK?, So Worfie, are you OK?, Are you OK, Worfie?

Still really neat to see Michael Dorn and Terry Farrell featured like this though

The amazing part is that that 1988 song is a Weird Al song clone of Tiffany, who sang the pop song ‘I Think We’re Alone Now’ in 1987 … that was also a clone of the same song which was originally done by Tommy James and the Shondells in 1967.

Only reason I know that is that I once commented to an older friend of mine that I remembered the Tiffany song when I was a kid in 1987 … and the old friend pointed out that they remembered the same song when they were a kid in 1967!

The fact that she is still alive … bleeding, broken bones, missing teeth, in pain is a good sign

The fact that she is still alive is false advertising for what actually happens to Red Shirts

Relieved Star Trek fans right now

Shatner scaring the crap out of the Star Trek fandom

for anyone else who wants to give their interpretation … here’s the template

I love these Golden Girls references

Janeway’s motivation to get back to Earth … it’s the only known place in the galaxy that has Columbian coffee