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632 Regal
01-24-2010, 08:50 PM
I went to Home Depot hardware recently while not being altogether sure that course of action was a wise one. You see, the previous evening I had prepared and consumed a massive quantity of my patented 'you're definitely going to soil yourself' road-kill chili.
Tasty stuff, albeit hot to the point of being painful, which comes with a
written guarantee from me that if you eat it, the next day both of
your butt cheeks WILL fall off.

Here's the thing. I had awakened that morning, and even after two cups of coffee (and all of you know what I mean) nothing happened.
No 'Watson's Movement 2'. Despite habanera peppers swimming their way through my intestinal tract, I was unable to create the usual morning symphony referred to by my dear wife as 'thunder and lightning'.

Knowing that a time of reckoning HAD to
come, yet not sure of just when, I bravely set off for Home Depot, my quest
being paint and supplies to refinish the den. Upon entering the
store at first all seemed normal. I selected a cart and began pushing it
about dropping items in for purchase. It wasn't until I was at the
opposite end of the store from the restrooms that the pain
hit me.

Oh, don't look at me like you don't know what I'm talking about. I'm
referring to that 'Uh, Oh, gotta go' pain that always seems to hit us at the wrong time. The thing is, this pain was different. The habaneras in the chili from the night before were staging a revolt.

In a mad rush for freedom they bullied their way
through the small intestines, forcing their way into the large intestines, and
before I could take one step in the direction of the
restrooms which would bring sweet relief, it happened. The peppers fired a
warning shot.

There I stood, alone in the paint and stain section,
suddenly enveloped in a noxious cloud the likes of which has never before been recorded. I was afraid to move for fear that more of this vile odor might escape me.

Slowly, oh so slowly, the pressure seemed to leave the lower part of my
body, and I began to move up the aisle and out of it, just as an orange aproned clerk turned the corner and asked if I needed any help.

I don't know what made me do it, but I stopped to see what his reaction would be to the malodorous effluvium that refused to dissipate. Have you ever been torn in two different directions emotionally?
Here's what I mean, and I'm sure some of you at least will be able to relate.

I could've warned that poor clerk, but didn't.
I simply watched as he walked into an invisible, and apparently indestructible, wall of odor so terrible that all he could do before gathering his senses and running, was to stand there blinking and waving his arms about his head as though trying to ward off angry bees. This, of course, made me feel terrible, but then made me laugh..........BIG mistake!!!!!


Here's the
thing. When you laugh, it's hard to keep things 'clamped
down', if you know what I mean. With each new guffaw an explosive issue burst forth from my nether region. Some were so loud and echoing that I was later told a few folks in other aisles had ducked, fearing that someone was robbing the store and firing
off a shotgun.

Suddenly things were no longer funny. 'It' was
coming, and I raced off through the store towards the restrooms, laying down a cloud the whole way, praying that I'd make it before the grand mal assplosion took place.

Luck was on my side. Just in the nick of time I got to the
john, began the inevitable 'Oh my God', floating above the toilet seat because my ass is burning SO BAD, purging. One poor fellow walked in while I was in the middle of what is the true meaning of 'Shock and Awe'. He made a gagging sound, and disgustedly said, 'Son-of-a-gun!
Did it smell that bad when you ate it?', then quickly left.

Once finished and I left the restroom, reacquired my partially filled cart
intending to carry on with my shopping when a store employee approached me and said, 'Sir, you might want to step outside for a few minutes. It appears some prankster set off a stink bomb in the store. The manager is going to run the vent fans on high for a minute or two which ought to take care of the problem.'

My smirking of course
set me off again, causing residual gases to escape me. The employee took
one sniff, jumped back pulling his shirt up to cover his nose and, pointing at
me in an accusing manner shouted, 'IT'S YOU!', then ran off
returning moments later with the manager. I was unceremoniously escorted from
the premises and asked none too kindly not to return.

Home again without my supplies, I realized that there was nothing to eat but leftover chili, so I consumed two more bowls. The next day I went to shop at Lowes. I can't say anymore about that because we are in court over the whole matter.

Bastards claim they're going to have to repaint the
store.

Tiger
01-24-2010, 09:05 PM
Dude! You gonna write a report about that in city paper?

OMG! This is so F hilarious... Next time pop some pepto bismal before you head out... would have save you some embarassment and court time.

Stink terrorist...

Bo525i
01-24-2010, 10:57 PM
Rofl..

mikell
01-25-2010, 01:47 PM
Now, I assume you make your chili without beans, right?

BMW4LIFE
01-25-2010, 02:30 PM
Regal...I just wanted to let you know that I hate you...because I just pooped my pants reading that!!! hahaha

I have had a similar situation (but instead of chili it was Ice cream cause I am lactose intolerant) and my poofs of exhaust are pretty bad as well so I was visualizing the whole story! haha

MicahO
01-25-2010, 04:35 PM
Outstanding.

I'm looking at a couple of e34's again - always good to know there's a great place to come home to!

tim eh?
01-25-2010, 04:55 PM
"It's YOU" LMAO

Jeff you should put that stuff to good use somehow, the world is searching for new alternative energy sources. try to get that gas in a can, or in liquid form maybe you could sell it as an additive or something. I just grossed myself out ewwwwwwww

BMWDriver
01-25-2010, 09:54 PM
Ah! What a good laugh that was. Thanks!

Bo525i
01-25-2010, 10:14 PM
the world is searching for new alternative energy sources. try to get that gas in a can, or in liquid form maybe you could sell it as an additive or something.

I suspect that it would be put exclusively into military use, mainly due to the extremely volatile nature of this poisonous gas..

ahlem
01-26-2010, 08:53 PM
Is this what they mean when they tell you to pre-load your center support bearing? Sounds like you unloaded yours. I have a cousin who manages a Home Depot in suburban Detroit area. I think they have a photo thing kind of like the Post Office. Should I ask him to check to see if your picture is up there? Maybe you even made it to the training videos they use for new employees.

2fast
01-27-2010, 03:22 AM
Funny **** !

Mordan
01-27-2010, 08:25 AM
a good guy's laugh

bmwrp8
01-27-2010, 08:25 AM
LMFAO! 'IT'S YOU!' LOOOLL :D jeff you made my day! hope that never happens again though to you or anyone else but dang.. you put a new meaning of www.bimmerNut.com in me. :D:D

Ross
01-27-2010, 08:35 AM
Those big box stores seem even bigger when you are in need of "the facility". To make matters worse the architechture isn't standard so while store A has the can in the rear left corner of the store, store B just may be opposite.
It's always good to ask before making that long walk. I'm sure that guy in the paint dept. would have been happy to direct you.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=blwBvrFQy-Y