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sick sick sick meme

July 7, 2007

Because Ozy decided to tag me with the sick sick sick meme I shall have to come out of my closet and list 8 disgusting things about me. Guess I’ll find my hardcore readers this way hahaha who still wants to read beautiful words from a rather gross poet nyahahaha

1. I pick my nose. Yes. Same as ozy’s #1 though not in public (awww) BUT BUT BUT now here’s the gross part, I use my thumb 😛

2. I used to bite my fingernails when I was little. Some friends helped me try to kick the habit. They made progress…now I just like ripping them off (big toe nail only)

3. I have fart wars with my brother and some very close friends [the more loud, or disgusting smelling the better!!!]. With a poet friend we had a game where we had to poetically describe the sounds or invent unique onomatopeia. For farts my favorite was the wordplay on “brat” (make sure to trill your tongue on the “r” sound)

4.. I also have burp wars with the same people. It becomes sort of a percussion chorus once theres a lot of you burping non stop. hehehe

5. Not grossed out yet? Back in my alcoholic days, I seemed pretty ok and was a quiet drunk…. as long I didn’t move much. One time though had to ride a car to somewhere else and had my first experience with motion sickness. So as soon as the car stopped at a red light, I opened the door (front passenger seat) and unloaded my guts on to the window of the next vehicle. eeeewww. [I am mindful that Ozy has an aversion to puke hahaha read on there’s more…]

6. Now that I had figured out I get car sick when drunk I challenged myself not to (always putting on a brave face you see, and finding ways to hold my liquor) well one time, i felt so dizzy and ready to puke inside the car except that it was my friend’s car and i just couldn’t do THAT there… I ehhhh puked anyway closed mouth and swallowed it all again without letting a drop spill. (groooosssssss…. top that! the korean movie ‘my sassy girl’ comes to mind)

7. Alcohol and cigarettes were an inseparable couple for me back then. I could not have one without the other. Once the drinking session runs late and we run out of smokes, ( either the convenience stores are closed or too far to buy a pack ) I would usually dig through the ashtray and relight any cigarette butts that hadn’t burned down to the filter yet. (eeewww… i would also take this opportunity to announce that i’ve quit smoking. i’ve been clean for one year!)

8. When drinking at carnivals or open air parties, and am too drunk to walk around to find a toilet, I would pee in dark corners of buildings, behind bushes, behind trees, behind wheels of parked cars etc… [with a friend as a look out] 😉 and I am not ashamed. If dogs can do it why can’t I? [hehehe]

—that’s it folks! hahaha. ah well, lets see if anyone will bother to come back. or on the bright side perhaps i’ll find some kindred spirits as well hahahaha—-

i don’t really know who to inflict this meme on. hahaha so I’ll think about it for awhile. But if any of anyone of you does get inspired by this post to write your own disgusting meme, leave me a link, i would love to read [misery loves company!!!] hahahaha famtz I think I might hear from you on this 😉

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3 comments

  1. Rax: I see this post has been read by 1,386 people, but nobody has commented. Maybe they did and you deleted them all. 🙂 I felt compelled to comment and say thank you for your rock bottom, shoot from the hip honesty.

    You’d make a great trial lawyer; that is if they will admit you after they discover your honesty.

    It’s little wonder you write poetry. How else could you say the things you do.

    Never smoked, but everything else you described above sounds strangely familiar.

    Why would you ever consider using anything other than your thumb to pick your nose? It is the opposable (prehensile) thumb that separates us from a few other species.

    You better watch. Some guys fall for gals with ripped big toe nails.

    Farting and burping, eh? Well, I just remind myself of Carl Jung’s quote: “Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.” Feel free to use this quote should any of your friends (legal, poetic, or otherwise) take issue with these behaviors.

    One final point on your “air” condition. By the way, I had a course in Tibetan Buddhist medicine two years ago and learned there are 41 types of wind disorders. We learned that the urine of a person with an extreme wind ailment is like water from a mountain spring, light blue in color and transparent. What’s your favorite color? 🙂

    Peeing outside? One of the most liberating experiences I can think of, well, er, maybe one other thing is more liberating… And, any signs of blue?

    Finally, I recall one late night while a student at the University of Arizona many years ago. My friend Steve and I had been drinking hard apple cider all night and we were blithering, rip snorting drunk. I suddenly felt the urge to throw up and told Steve so. He promptly pulled to the side of the road so I didn’t blow my cookies all over the front seat of his new bright red camaro. I leaned toward the car window, thinking it was down, and let it rip. Needless to say, the the puke ricocheted off the CLOSED window covering me, the car seat, and Steve. Glad we didn’t have dates that night.

    After reading all this, I am SO glad I followed you to GotPoetry…:)


  2. Hello All,

    I was reading around some of the posts here and I found interesting things that you guys talk about, I just made a blog about quitting smoking resources and ideas that you might want to check out.
    If someone is interested in this topic just go to; http://endthehabitnow.blogspot.com and let me know what you think.
    Thanks in advance.


  3. Oh, Thanks! Really funny. Big ups!



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