Ok youre sitting there thinking “Why would I EVER waste 70 minutes of my life watching some nerdy movie review”. I thought the same thing. I ignored this video for weeks until I was bored one Sunday and decided to give it a go. 70 minutes later and I was almost saddened by the fact that I nearly missed out on this ingenuousness.
Monthly Archive for December, 2009
I was taught many lessons as a child. A few by my parents, some by my peers but most came from Saved by the Bell and Family Matters. There was a time when I would criticize television for being blatantly subtle with their life lesson moments. I didn’t enjoy the fact that I was being manipulated and TRICKED into being a better person. For instance, every episode of Full House en…
EVERY episode
ended with one of the adults sitting one of the children down, putting their arm around them, and telling them what they did was wrong. This act would always lead to a hug and unwavering forgiveness no matter how large the offense. Like, again, pouring cement into a kitchen because you were secretly making out in a cement truck with the boyfriend you weren’t supposed to have.
But despite my anger toward being forced to learn through entertainment, I always did learn something. There was an episode of Smart Guy where the character Mo thought a Korean shop owner was racist because he would never hand him his change. Instead he would put it down on the counter. In the end, we learn from the shop owners son that his father considered it disrespectful to hand money to another person. I learned two things from this episode: (1) Maybe we should all be more understanding of the choices and cultures of others and (2) Don’t touch Korean shop owners. These lessons have stayed with me and as a result there are only a FEW cultures Im not willing to tolerate and I haven’t touched a Korean man since.
Now
These days, such lessons are lost. We aren’t making any valid attempts to trick children anymore even though it was all the rage a decade ago. All we have now are these over the top life lessons that children only laugh at in reality. Don’t smoke pot or you’ll shoot your best friend in the face. If youre going to be this literal, it requires a certain level of finesse and it needs to contain a lot less “ridiculous”. I suppose such commercials are actually the product of my generation though. Some advertising major fresh out of SVA said “I hated what Full House did. I hated the intended subtle force feeding of life lessons via Danny Tanner. It never worked on me” and thus began the shift. The shift towards friend murdering pot smokers. But I feel this has the opposite effect.
By being so literal and “matter o fact,” we are causing children to question and debunk. When we watched Full House we never really questioned the lessons because it was so easy to relate . Ive been caught stealing and cheating and making out in cement trucks. Who hasn’t? But Ive smoked pot and Ive yet to shoot someone in the face. Whats more, I don’t have any desire to play with guns when Im high. So I cant take this lesson seriously because I cant relate. Show me a commercial where a kid goes 1 and 23 in Modern Warfare 2 after taking a bong hit and maybe you’ll turn some heads. Or maybe show the possible negative effects of pot smoking on social networking and you’ll turn all heads.
Though Im not sure the latter has any real negative effect. Im always slightly more charming when high.
But I digress. What was I saying?
…yea don’t shoot your friends in the face.
Alright…I don’t care if you guys believe me … it’s real. This is the the most embarassing thing that I’ve ever experienced… it was a horrible night for me.. and I’m sharing it with you guys because I don’t want any of my misc brahs to have to go through this.. especially since it all could have been EASILY prevented. I have added MS paint images so that you have a better idea as to what happened. It’s very long, but I’ll do my best to recount all of the important details. no ****ing cliffs….. read it to save yourself from something like this…
Anyway…
If you’ve been following my social anxiety thread you would have learned that I got an asian girls number during my last update (the encounter wasn’t recorded unfortunetely because my Camera froze). But anyway, it’s been over a week and I was feeling like taking a break from exam studying, and I figured that if I didn’t call her before exams were done then I wouldn’t get a chance to see her until after the break (which would be too long perhaps). So I called her up and asked her if she wanted to take a break from studying and meet me for coffee. Well she said yes, and we met at a campus cafe. We had some small talk, and it went well overall. After that she said “hey my roomate is making some chinese food for dinner because her boyfriend is over, would you like to come by and try some? she usually makes way more than needed”. Now at that point I felt like I had to take a sh!t, but there was no way I could turn down this opportunity; it seemed like she was into me and this would be a great opportunity to get to know each other further. So I decided to try and hold my crap as long as possible (I don’t crap in public toilets) and accept her invitation.
Well we went back to her place, had some food (very good btw)… and ****… I had to take take a sh!t really badly… and I also had to take a piss really badly (I had been holding that too since I didn’t bring my pee bottles with me to the date)… I really didn’t want to use her washroom because I didn’t want stink the place up… but it became so unbearable to the point where I could feel the turd popping out of my rectum.. to make matters worse I was actually starting to get an erection (I’m not sure why.. but that’s what happened). So I rushed to the washroom… and thus begins the worst possible scenario imaginable.
I pull down my pants step up to the toilet and I am then faced with an ominous predicament; I have to extremely badly take BOTH a pee AND a POO…. AND I have an erection…. what the **** do I do? Which do I do first??
So I bend over and try to push my erected penis down a bit to pee into the can… but as I relax my pelvic floor muscles to release the urine.. I feel my turd start to come out at the same time!
So then I’m like “fuk this… I’ll just try and hold the pee and let the poo come out”… so I sit on the can… grasp my penis hard to try and “block” it… and I then tried to let the crap come out….that didn’t work so well…
As I relaxed my anal sphincters… my pelvic floor muscles relaxed as well and piss started flying all over the floor… I started panicking at this point… so I desperately held my crap again, while I attempted to shove/bend my erect penis into the toilet. Once it was in… I tried take the piss and crap at the same time, but my ass was too far out and this massive turd started flying out missing the bowl, landing partially on the back rim and partially on the floor.
I then closed everything off again (you can’t imagine the pain of repeatedly blocking yourself from peeing and pooing when you have go so badly)… wtf was I supposed to do? I either pee on her floor or poo on her floor….then out of sheer desperation and instinct an idea popped into my head:
I ran into her bathtub and let myself go there… I figured that at least this way I could rinse it all down instead of getting sh!t on her floor….
At that point things get even worse…
The turd wouldn’t ****ing dissolve… and the damn bish was asking me wtf I’m doing showering in her washroom….
I then answer “yea lol… I’m showering… is that ok?”…
she says: what the hell? why?? you don’t think we’re having sex do you???
At this point I can’t even think straight and I jokingly (retardedly) say: yes we are lol
she then gets mad and says: wtf? is this some kind of joke… get out of there!!
I say: no please don’t come in… I’m not done yet…
At this point the hot water I was using to try and dissolve my sh!t was releasing sh!t smelling vapors all over the room.. and it was pretty rancid… the girl could smell it and she said: “why the hell does it smell so ****ing bad? What the hell are you doing in there???”
I say: please don’t come in… trust me.. you’ll regret it…
she says: **** this… get out now or I’m unlocking the door..
I beg her not too… but she loses her patience and then opens the door. She stops dead in her tracks. There before her was me standing with a pseudo-erect penis, left over fecal residue on my ass,large semi dissolved turds in her bathtub, turds on the floor beside her toilet, and pee all over the floor in front of the can… I was so ****ing embarrassed… I started shivering… she looks at me while covering her mouth and nose and whispers… “wtf did you do???”…she was starting to cry… I hesitate for a bit and I try to explain myself “I tried my best … I… I’m sorry”… She then flips out and tells me to clean up the mess or she’s calling the cops. I agree to do it.
She leaves, and I grap some toilet paper… pick up the turds from the floor and bathtub, toss them in the can, and then I proceed to clean off the floor and bathtub with soap, water and alot of tissues. I tossed most of the tissues into her toilet bowl (the garbage was full eventually). I then took some perfume from the counter and tossed into the bathtub to get rid of odour. After I was done I cleaned my ass off and flushed the toilet. To my utmost dismay, my massive fecal matter bulk and the large amount of TP unded up clogging the toilet and it overflowed and started spilling crap all over the floor… I’m literally crying at that point… I look for the plunger but I couldn’t find it so I put my pants on and rushed out to ask her if she had a plunger so I could fix the toilet…I see her with her roommate and her roommates bf… she’s crying… as soon as she sees me she tells me to gtfo right now… I try to explain that the toilet is clogged… but she doesn’t let me … she says she feels threatened and she wants me out now… she graps a knife from the drawer and tells me to leave… I leave.
about a minute later I hear this loud scream coming from her dorm room (I assumed she went back to the washroom to see it covered in poo water). At that point I sprinted away as fast as possible, while swearing at myself and crying tears of frustration and embarrassment.
All of this could have ****ing been prevented if I had just brought my goddamn pee bottles!!! WTF?!?! The FIRST girl that shows interest in me.. I have to go and **** in her bathtub???? This is ****ing retarded (yes mad).
to all you people saying “peeing in bottles is stupid/gross”… well **** that… not only is it more convenient and cleaner, but it also prevents epic disaters like this one….
This is what WOULD have happened if I had my trustee pee bottle… I would have on sat on the can and then simultaneosly peed into the bottle and pooed into the toilet. No disaster… no mess…. and none of this would have happened.
anyway… should I let things cool off for a bit and call her back? maybe to apologize/explain myself? or should i just hope I never run into her again?
