(I'm not kidding. Don't do this. It doesn't work. Get a damn vaccine!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is pure satire and in NO WAY suggesting you do this. DON'T DO THIS!!!)
So I postmasts...postmated? I mated with CVS and they brought me betadine.
Right off the bat. They're not drawing me in with this bottle.
How am I supposed to get excited about [not] drinking this or, at the very least, gargling with it?
I mean at least update the colors and not imply that there's humans inside your product.
It's like they don't consider it something you use for except for cuts.
But I remember that...they make my cuts go boo hoo and hurty hurt. NO THANKS!
So I start by gargling. Uh. Well...it has a tea tree like quality of burning...and more burning...and mo...OKAY THIS FUCKING HURTS!!!
My mouth feels like satan crapped in it. Just blistering the inside of my cheeks.
It's like it's not meant for this!!!
I spit it out and...ugh. Why didn't they pick a better flavor than "swampass?"
My mouth feels weird still. Ugh. I forgot I bit my cheek last night and HOLY HELL DOES IT HURT!!!
Okay. Uh. Next I'm told people are ...using it in nasal spray?
The...do...do I have to review that?
I'm told by my producer that I do.
So I'm doing the recommended dosage set out by "a random person on the internet who has no clue what they're talking about."
And let's spray this up our..
WHY THE FUCK WOULD I DO THIS?????
It's like my sinuses are being violated by Poseidon!
*blows nose spray out of nose*
Is...is that a bit of...OH NO. I need that inside my nose!!!
Man...it still hurts. It's like I poured the blood of the alien from Alien into my sinuses.
Okay. I was told by my producer to gargle 'even more you punk ass bitch.'
So...here's to not your health because this shit doesn't work!
I mean here's to ...fuck it. I'm just...I'm gonna do it again.
*starts to gargle again, gags, and accidentally swallows some*
Fuckkkkk!!
So the vomiting wasn't the worst part about ingesting that.
No. The red piss was the most terrifying.
My producer told me he "Called that dumb shit number for controlling poison or whatever. They said to stop being a weak ass bitch."
So...uh...I'm going to...
*vomits*
Okay. The vomiting doesn't stop. Now nausea is coming and my producer (@Soundsaboutleft if I end up needing to blame someone later) keeps trying to settle my stomach by kicking my legs.
"It's not that bad. People on the internet says it's okay and that means it has to be!!!"
Well, I think I crapped out my kidney.
It's just lying on the floor beside me. My producer (Left) stole my wallet and went to buy himself a "lunch befitting the greatest producer in living memory."
So...I'm just going to lay here and hope the room stops spinning.
So that was Betadine...don't fucking do it.
It sucks all the shit ever because IT'S NOT MEANT TO BE TAKEN ORALLY!!
Use it for scraps and cuts and that's it.
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He still has night terrors about it. He'll randomly wake screaming "Baconator!!!"
Just as a bit of a preface. The Wendy's Kumite is how Wendy's selects its next menu item. Each combatant is one hypothetical menu item.
The winner of the tournament's food they were "given" becomes the newest menu item.
What? You thought a committee or some shit did that?
Left was chosen after he filled out one of those restaurant surveys. Actually, I shouldn't say one. I should say around 3,200 surveys. Each one said "I want free food!!!!" and then had provocative art and our address/phone number.
It reads “You two are literally destroying this neighborhood. No one wants to buy a house on a street with rotting corpses impaled. The smell also is depressing. Please tell us why you’ve slaughtered beloved Saturday Morning characters en mass?
Clean this up or else!”
“Are we the assholes?” I asked Left.
“Uh. Was there any doubt? We spend our days slaughtering and drinking.”
“I think this might have gone too far.”
“It’s either we continue on or we get jobs that pay well enough to buy food. Good luck with that!”