WARNING : ONLY Read This Once You Are Able To LAUGH OUT LOUD.



Hysterics might set in. The writer of this piece paints a very vivid picture... funny stuff.

You will laugh - guaranteed! ENJOY!!
I went to Bunnings Hardware store recently while not being altogether sure that course of action was a wise one. You see, the previous evening I had prepared and consumed a massive quantity of my patented 'you're definitely going to shit yourself' road-kill chilli. Tasty stuff, albeit hot to the point of being painful, which comes with a written guarantee from me that if you eat it, the next day both of your butt cheeks WILL fall off.

Here's the thing. I had awakened that morning, and even after two cups of coffee (and all of you know what I mean) nothing happened. No 'Watson's Movement 2'. Despite habanera peppers swimming their way through my intestinal tract, I was unable to create the usual morning symphony referred to by my dear wife as 'thunder and lightning'.


Knowing that a time of reckoning HAD to come, yet not sure of just when, I bravely set off for Bunnings Hardware store, my quest being paint and supplies to refinish the den. Upon entering the store at first all seemed normal. I selected a cart and began pushing it about dropping items in for purchase. It wasn't until I was at the opposite end of the store from the toilets that the pain hit me.

Oh, don't look at me like you don't know what I'm talking about. I'm referring to that 'Uh, Oh, Shit, gotta go' pain that always seems to hit us at the wrong time..

The thing is, this pain was different. The habaneras in the chilli from the night before were staging a revolt.

In a mad rush for freedom they bullied their way through the small intestines, forcing their way into the large intestines, and before I could take one step in the direction of the toilets which would bring sweet relief, it happened. The peppers fired a warning shot.

There I stood, alone in the paint and stain section, suddenly enveloped in a noxious cloud the likes of which has never before been recorded. I was afraid to move for fear that more of this vile odor might escape me.

Slowly, oh so slowly, the pressure seemed to leave the lower part of my body, and I began to move up the aisle and out of it, just as a red aproned clerk turned the corner and asked if I needed any help.

I don't know what made me do it, but I stopped to see what his reaction would be to the malodorous effluvium that refused to dissipate.. Have you ever been torn in two different directions emotionally? Here's what I mean, and I'm sure some of you at least will be able to relate.

I could've warned that poor clerk, but didn't. I simply watched as he walked into an invisible, and apparently indestructible, wall of odor so terrible that all he could do before gathering his senses and running, was to stand there blinking and waving his arms about his head as though trying to ward off angry bees.

This, of course, made me feel terrible, but then made me laugh. .......BIG mistake!!!!!

Here's the thing. When you laugh, it's hard to keep things 'clamped down', if you know what I mean. With each new guffaw an explosive issue burst forth from my nether region. Some were so loud and echoing that I was later told a few folks in other aisles had ducked, fearing that someone was robbing the store and firing off a shotgun.

Suddenly things were no longer funny. 'It' was coming, and I raced off through the store towards the toilets, laying down a noxious cloud the whole way, praying that I'd make it before the grand mal assplosion took place.


Luck was on my side. Just in the nick of time I got to the john, began the inevitable 'Oh my God', floating above the toilet seat because my ass is burning SO BAD, purging. One poor fellow walked in while I was in the middle of what is the true meaning of 'Shock and Awe'.
He made a gagging sound, and disgustedly said, 'Son-of-a-bitch!, did it smell that bad when you ate it?', then quickly left.


Once finished and I left the toilet, reacquired my partially filled cart intending to carry on with my shopping when a store employee approached me and said, 'Sir, you might want to step outside for a few minutes. It appears some prankster set off a stink bomb in the store. The manager is going to run the vent fans on high for a minute or two which ought to take care of the problem.'


My smirking of course set me off again, causing residual gases to escape me. The employee took one sniff, jumped back pulling his shirt up to cover his nose and, pointing at me in an accusing manner shouted, 'IT'S YOU!', then ran off returning moments later with the manager. I was unceremoniously escorted from the premises and asked none too kindly not to return.

Home again without my supplies, I realized that there was nothing to eat but leftover chilli, so I consumed two more bowls. The next day I went to shop at Woolworths Supermarket. I can't say anymore about that because we are in court over the whole matter.


Bastards claim they're going to have to repaint the store.


Cheers, Vince

....gotta repaint the store...

What’s the matter Stovey !!! This one not make ya hungry ??? Must have had your lunch already!!!

mmmmm..... i could go for a nice hot bowl of chili right about now.... let some of these *explicitiave deleted* people i work with have a little taste of the demon....

chambered221 wrote:

:wtf: What’s the matter Stovey !!! This one not make ya hungry ??? Must have had your lunch already!!!

Chili and onions with shredded sharp cheddar and some Tapatilo sounds great right about now.

Oh Chilli YUMMY !!!

I'm currently waiting on a very large crock-pot of homemade chili whisking it's way to my desk as we speak.

Fixin's are coming too.

It's 7:30 AM here and a few bowls of this oughtta hit the spot.

If ya don't hear from me for a while, I'm sleeping it off.

Hmmm!!! Maybe I should grind up some of that their deer meat......deer chili......Yea!!! That ought ta hit the spot !!!


Fresh deer chili and a cold one !!! anyone else got a better idea ???

I'm stuffed.

3 bowls of this stuff, piled high with onions, sauce, corn chips etc....

But I can't find my spoon.

Oh man, I hope I didn't eat it...

*buurrrrp!*

Nap time..... zzzzzzZZZZZZZZzzzzzzz

Maybe tha chilli dissolved ya spoon Stoves.

Cheers, Vince

For my sake I hope you are right!

Humm,

1 can "Dynamite" Chili ....... check
1/2 cup Jalapeno peppers .. check
Some JD Whiskey ............. check

And that is breakfast today. Thanks for the inspiration.

Dimitri

Now that is a pretty awesome breakfast 'Mitri.

Good luck with the rest of the day mate....I think those around you are gonna need it.

Cheers, Vince

No one ended up complaining.

Dimitri