A Splash of Lime: 2005-02-06

A Splash of Lime

Grand Rapids....come for the churches, stay for the Nascar and Deer Hunting.

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

Now that took some balls...

and in other news from around the world:

LONDON (Reuters)- A welsh rugby fan cut off his own testicles to celebrate Wales beating England at rugby, the Daily Mirror reported Tuesday.

Geoff Huish, 26, was so convinced England would win Saturday's match he told fellow drinkers at a social club, "If Wales win I'll cut my balls off," the paper said.

Friends at the club in Caerphilly, south Wales, thought he was joking.

But after the game Huish went home, severed his testicles with a knife, and walked 200 yards back to the bar with the testicles to show the shocked drinkers what he had done.

Huish was taken to hospital where he remained in serious condition, the paper said.

Wales's 11-9 victory over England at the Millennium Stadium in Cardiff was their first home win over England in 12 years.

Ed. note: If you're ever in ANY club in Caerphilly, south Wales, and you order a martini...do NOT...I repeat...do NOT get olives with it.

Random thought...is he any good in the sack?

other random thought....can a stitch in time save two?

other random thought...do you think he was feeling a little teste the next day?

posted by Jonathan @ 1:42 PM 1 comments

Monday, February 07, 2005

Human Whoopie Cushion

Well friends, spring break is almost, kinda, just about there, I can hardly wait, getting really close to being "just around the corner". We all know what that means...IT's TIME FOR THE TANNING BOOTH!!!

I'm sure that some of you are already saying: "Tanning booth? What a vain wimp!! Take your sun like a man!" Oh sure....it's easy for you to say. You're not of Irish and Welsh descent living in a cold ass northern state in a city that gets as much sunshine as Michael Jackson gets over-18 sex. I have to face the facts. I am challenged in the melanin department.

Then there are those of you who'll say "That is so bad for you! Why can't you just wear SPF 735 for your whole vacation. Save your skin!" To you I say "can't you read? I'm a vain wimp!" I like the feeling of being tan...makes a guy feel healthy in a malignant kinda way. Plus, when I'm tan my teeth look whiter...something I'm very conscious of since I quit smoking (see "Jaws of Life post).

So off I go to the tanning booth, which brings me to the title of this post. After about 3 minutes under the warming burning rays of those bulbs, I've noticed that once the ole back gets to sweating, it's quite easy to trap a pocket of air in the "small of the back" area. Once this happens, it's almost impossible to move without generating a certain sound that is identical to that of a whoopee cushion. As the sweat increases, the sounds get...shall we say...more fluid.

I've thought about lying perfectly still for the duration of the tanning session, but those bulbs get kinda hot, and if I don't move my ass at least an inch or two I get these burn stripes down my white irish bum.

So what do you do? Make the noise as discreetly as possible? To me, this implies that there is something to hide...that I may have actually passed gas in the tanning booth. No...discretion is not the path to take for this dilemma.

Do you go for the laugh and loudly exclaim "DAMN DAMN DAMN! Why do I keep drinking those milkshakes when I KNOW I'm lactose intolerant?" I think this could work, but everyone else at the "SUN SPA" would have to have a sense of humor, or they might file a complaint.

Then, in the midst of Stevie Nicks and Tom Petty's "Stop Draggin my Heart around" (the owner of the spa always has Stevie Nicks playing...I've asked for a discount because of this but she ignored me) the answer came to me. Make the noises to the sounds of the music.

Stop draggin my
Stop draggin my
Stop draggin my hear arooounpffffffffft.

A little sideways roll for the smaller snare drum effect, a pelvic thrust for the boomin base sound, and a gentle rolling from side to side for the soft melodic lulling effect.

Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song ...
Sounds like she's singing...
pffft...pffft....pffft.

I made it through 3 songs and I have to say it's the first time I've ever really paid attention to Stevie Nicks!

I really wish they would play some appropriate music for my newfound talent though...

Blowin in the Wind by Bob Dylan
Summer Breeze by Seals and Croft
Baby got Back by Sir Mixalot
Tiny Bubbles by Don Ho

gee...I wonder when I should schedule my next tanning appointment.

posted by Jonathan @ 1:17 PM 1 comments

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