There is absolutely nothing in life that will prepare a person for this: My aunt called out for help and I ran to see what she needed. "I need to get up." No problem. I grabbed her wheelchair and prepared to get her out of bed. I pulled back the covers and...OH GOD NO!...she'd pulled off her diaper, had her legs spread wide, and she'd soiled herself. I gave myself whiplash turning my head, but I wasn't quick enough. That image was burned into my retinas. My dick will never work again.
I had champagne yeast, sterilizer for my carboys, step by step instructions, and brewed up a batch of hard cider. I also bought a couple dozen bottles, 288 corks, and a corker. I lovingly tended to my bottles of booze, but a few of them rebelled and exploded all over my closet. Maybe the yeast was angry? Who knows? I stained down the whole mess and bottled it. Then came time to drink it. Oh my. It did get me fucked up, but it was more of an alcohol poisoned buzz that probably isn't good for one's health.
Did you give it a cool down period in the fridge to put the yeasties back to sleep? I don't plan on bottling mine. El husband loves that shit and I am pretty sure a gallon of it will go in very short order.
You can make a cheap keg of a spray drum you buy from a hardware store and use soda pop bottles to carbonate. Absolutely shattered after the last few days, ended up going to sleep at 6am and drunken brain thought it an amazing idea to wake me up three hours later so I ended up passing out at 5pm. Good farewell weekend.
Last night I learned that "smoking" alcohol is a thing. I had no idea. Have any of you degenerates tried this?
Planes doing stunts really close to the ground with huge numbers of people all grouped together. What could go wrong?
Am I a bad person if I want to drown my father in law? Keep in mind, he's on dialysis and uses a cane. My God, what an annoying asshole.
Yesterday I was awake for 24 hours...I finally get to sleep and I can't sleep bc this is well past the time that I usually wake up. Wtf? The bf as usual is out like a fucking log. I have sleep envy.
Enough that a group of guys who enjoy engulfing themselves in flames on stage will name their band after it:
That cannot be good for your lungs. I got enough troubles with drinking to start consuming it through a crack pipe.
It's super-fucking dangerous (you can get poisoned right quick), and the thing is it's high school students who love them. From the idiots who brought you "farm parties" comes another way to die young.
Okay, we've already had newspaper headlines decrying people using alcohol through the rectum, vagina, eyeball, and now inhalation. What the fuck is left? The ear canals are pretty much the only orifice left. Also, nostrils and the urethra. After that, oof.
It will probably be very cloudy. You might want to get a big length of cheese cloth and strain it off after the initial fermentation is over going into week 2. I also suggest picking up a packet of 75 cent champagne yeast instead. Lager yeast requires around 50F temperatures to work, so hopefully you have enough room in the fridge. In glutton news, I had a ham sandwich with hot mustard and vidalia onions for breakfast. Lunch will consist of a cornucopia of corn dogs. And hot mustard. And Beer. Apparently today is Fuck Life Day.
Well this is a video of a the girl with the amazing tits dancing around. I'd put this in the porn thread, but she only shows her tits 3 minutes into a 4:30 long clip. So here it is in non-gif form. <a class="postlink" href="http://fapdu.com/hot-young-babe-big-2" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://fapdu.com/hot-young-babe-big-2</a>
If someone's back really hurts, and they have a fun trick where they lie on their stomach under a blanket that they know their cat likes and the cat jumps up to stand on their back and make biscuits on the blanket, therefore giving this person a massage....is that a little too close to the peanut butter trick for dogs for comfort? Asking for a friend.