Ewwwwwwwwwwwww!

You'll cry blood.

Your unborn children will have nightmares engrained in their dna.

Diary of Crime Scene Investigator Mantralord (Aug. 31, 2006):

Lenny G. Macintosh, phD, preferred method of execution: the brass-knuckle cock grind. Boy let me surmise: if the smell of feces camping under his bleeding phallus wasn't enough, the constant shedding of his pubes, weathered down by 10 British winters, rains down like bloody spears from the hell of God. Dr. Macincock, as he likes to be called, (frankly of terrifying intensity) can and will indeed encircle barbed wire dipped in mayonnaise around his putrid penis. Laying there, bleeding to death; a doctor who cannot help himself (and help himself may a higher entity agree to deliver!). I stand there, awestruck.

End of entry.

I just threw up in my mouth

I just threw up in my mouth

as have i, but thats because of excessive booze

I've been immortalised in a Mantra story! My life is now complete!

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In other news... you could always try blinkers - but put all the way around your eyes, rather than just at the sides?

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Ooooh! I've passed 6000 posts.

Mantra's post almost made me throw up right here in Accounting class. Teacher looked at me funny when I cringed.

Am I the only one who hasn't cringed, wretched, or been completely horrified by it?

It's either the fact that it's just one of Mantra's stories, or because I've got much more important things on my mind like HTML, CSS and Javascript problems.

I think it was "barbed wires dipped in mayonnaise around his putrid penis" that did it for me.