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Drinking Bleach
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2017-08-31 at 3:52 AM UTCINJECT IT BEHIND YOUR EYEBALLZ
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2017-08-31 at 7:10 AM UTC
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2017-08-31 at 7:11 AM UTCbad thing happan
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2017-08-31 at 8:24 AM UTC
Originally posted by LegalizeSpiritualDiscovery I just got back from the store. Going shot by shot wasn't going to cut it anymore. If I'm going to do a whole gallon, I better start chugging. Well, I hadn't realized that last shot was nearly the last of my bleach. So I pulled up my pants without wiping my ass and headed out the door. Fortunately, while I was picking up the bleach, I remembered to get another shotglass, then I remembered it's chugging time, so I got a big ol' mug like the ones they give them bigass beers in at the bar. People kept staring and pointing, and I'd hear them saying things like "He's bleeding," and "JESUS, what is that smell?!". Honestly, it was pretty obnoxious.
I made my way to the counter, and the cashier wrinkled his nose, looked down at the jug of bleach and the mug, looked back at me and arched an eyebrow. "Heheh, having a fun night?" he said awkwardly, as if it was a fucking joke. I said "Science isn't always fun. I'm doing an experiment." He stared at me awkwardly long. Pretty sure he's gay. Then he stammered out, "Uhh, that's.. interesting. What experiment?" I said, "Well good chum (I was trying to sound smart), I am attempting to discern the effects when a human subject, that's me, ingests bleach orally. My friends on an Internet forum are very interested in the results. I've already done five shots and posted *COUGH COUGH* the results thus far. It is time to conclude the experiment with a whole gallon." A horrified look came over his nerdy faggot features, he grabbed the phone next to him, and like a nigger, said, "I'm calling the police."
I couldn't let him stop me. Not after I'd tried so hard and got so far. I quickly sprang into action. I threw a quick jab, catching him right in the nose, which, oddly enough, caused him to shout, "Fuck! My nose!" I jumped the counter and got behind him, starting to strangle him with the phone wire, as with my other hand I grabbed the jug and started pouring the bleach down my gullet as quickly as I could. He cried and choked, but I would not relent. Science must be pursued. People started gasping and panicking as they realized what was happening. I heard cunts saying dorky things like, "He's strangling him, somebody do something!" and "Is he drinking bleach? Yo I'm triiiiippin dawg!" and "Oh my god, it smells like shit!"
I got halfway through the jug when fate conspired against me. A police officer walked in the door. But I couldn't stop now. I tried to say something, but I only gagged on the fumes. I let go of the nerdy faggot and ran for the door as the flabbergasted fatass cop said "Stop or I'll tase you!". The jug of bleach never leaving my lips, I started sprinting down the street. My vision started getting fuzzy and warm. Most of it is a hazy blur of headlights and cars honking. I think I ran across the highway.
I'm typing this from my hotel room now. There's a banging noise coming from the door and someone shouting for me to come out with my hands up. It seems the bleach is finally causing hallucinations. I've been vomiting blood here and there, but all that blood shouldn't have been in my stomach anyway. Good thing my body is getting it outta there.
I've bumped my head several times as I've tried to navigate my room. There's this weird red gunk coming out of my eyes now. The burning in my asshole is still there, my insides feel like they're sloshing around, and the allover itch has gone away, leaving a bright red complexion all over my body. I'm trying to focus on this report, but the banging on my door is getting really loud. I'm gonna go tell those damned hallucinations to leave me alone. I'll be right back.
Post last edited by LegalizeSpiritualDiscovery at 2017-08-31T02:38:24.388424+00:00
remind me to never try to prevent you from drinking anything.
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2017-08-31 at 11:21 AM UTC
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2017-08-31 at 11:49 AM UTC
Originally posted by LegalizeSpiritualDiscovery Fourth shot down. I'm itching all over. I've been coughing non-stop, and I just coughed up a spot of dark red. Probably that hot sauce I had earlier with chicken. My eyes are pouring out a constant stream of tears. I feel like my stomach is bubbling, and an intense nausea pervades my entire being. I feel like I'm going to shit any moment, like it's fucking with my GI tract on both ends. Gonna sit on the toilet. I feel like I'm gonna pass out.
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2017-08-31 at 12:15 PM UTCDrunk the whole gallon and go sigma
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2017-09-01 at 11:17 PM UTCwrite bad checks for meth afterwards.
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2017-09-02 at 12:31 AM UTCYou're obsessed over that news story.
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2017-09-05 at 5:31 AM UTCMy own experience with Write Bad Check/Smoke Meth Afterwards
