While at Burger King this morning with some co-workers an interesting topic came up.
But before I go there I just want to rant about how much I hate sausage. I have never liked the stuff for some reason and they added it to my sammich anyway and I wanted to take it off but all the chese was melted to it and I didn't wanna lose the chese. Well I'm eating and I got choked on a tiny piece of sausage. I seriously almost died today. Fucking sausage. It must be removed from consumers reach.
Now if all you perverted freaks will pick up your minds from the gutter I'll continue with my original story.
My hilarious friend James was talking about how uncomfortable balls are. I hear this complaint about balls regularly. And I'm glad to say that I have never nor will ever have to deal with owning my own set of balls. But the conversation then changed to how if he were a woman I'd have to put him down for the good of the sex. Because as soon as he got his first menstral cycle he'd hang himself. But he would enjoy his titties. *rolls eyes*. But anyway, the conversation progressed and I casually asked James, Chris & Parker if they had ever "Q'd The Lazzarus".
For those of you that don't get the referense. I'm refering to the movie 'The Silence Of The Lambs' when Buffalo Bill tucks his man-hood inbetween his legs and stares at himself in the mirror while the song "Goodbye Horses" by Q. Lazzarus plays in the background.
James promptly admitted that he has done "the tuck" as he called it. He even confessed to trying to walk around while tucked and counting how many steps he could take before "it" slipped out.
So now for all you males who read this far into my blog. Have you ever Q'd The Lazzarus?
