One Thing to Rule them All

Medical.

That's what SAF fears of.
Right from the beginning, it determines whether or not you will be given an easy life in National service.
And it still applies while serving.

It's disturbing to know how my company system actually works. I am not sure if all SAF companies function the same but I won't be surprised if they do.

They fuck care about you.
They don't care about who you are.. Whether or not you are smart, hardworking or rich.
Whatever it is, they just want to get the job done with any means possible. (They seemed to think that they are running the work flow smoothly. But in actual fact, they are nowhere close.) Usually will be to seek help from NSFs. As long as you are found to be capable, that's it. They will keep pushing all sorts of responsibilities to you. It won't occur to them that one would already have tons of work to do himself.
And if you think that after doing so much for them, there would be at least some good in return...
Yeah Right.
No extra Pay.
No additional Privileges.
Not even a sense of appreciation.
And the best part is that you can't even choose when to take your Off.
The only time available to claim would be when there is enough manpower and when not many others are taking on the same day as you.. Which is like as good as letting them choose the day for you.

Everything would be a different story if you got valid medical reasons.
When there isn't enough manpower and nobody is allowed to take any Offs or Leave, one can just be absent with the help of an MC.
Fucking No Logic Retardation you know.
When all of us know that anyone can just get an MC from a private clinic if you have the cash.
90% of the time you will be given an MC from a private clinic.
10% of the time you don't get an MC from a private clinic because you simply forgot to ask for it.

May was supposed to be a month of terror for me. I was saved by my dental surgery appointment as I would definitely be excused for at least a week from going to work.
My IC is going for a holiday in May and won't be around for the whole month. Subsequently, there's another guy going for surgery in the middle of May too. I was told that I had to take over and cover both of their duties when they were not around. Even though I would have the help of another new guy, the responsibilites were still against me. The pushing of their job scopes to me is already inhuman not to mention pure insanity, but I wasn't in a position to decline the offer.
My dental appointment falls on 4th of May, which happens to be the first week of the month. They did try asking me to postpone the appointment. But I wasn't stupid enough and told them that my health is of top priority, anything happens and they will have to answer for it.
I couldn't believe that they would actually neglect my health and care only for themselves.
Think you can just push everything to me meh?
Fuck you understand.
Want me to do your work when I am not paid as much as you?
BAlls to you, I say.

I think the responsibilies would have been passed down to others by then.
Michael would be covering me when I am gone and he would be my side-kick for the time being.

Sweet Dreams are Made of These

Went for a dental appointment yesterday morning at Alexandra hospital. It was actually a referral made by Safti MI 2 weeks back.

I had an X-Ray taken by one of the nurses and was told to wait for my name to be called. While I was sitting down patiently for my turn, I could see a few others who have already done their surgeries as they were holding a tiny plastic bag with their tooth in it. How I wished that mine were done too.
I was enjoying the time spent waiting meaninglessly instead of having to be back at the workplace and thoughts were running through in my mind.
I was thinking that the removal of wisdom teeth aint that bad. It's so common nowadays and everyone is going through it. It might hurt but it wouldn't be a big deal afterall.

But I was wrong.

The dentist told me that one of my teeth in my lower jaw could be infected due to the wisdom tooth pushing against it, leaving a gap whereby bacteria could settle on. I have 3 other wisdom teeth, 2 upper and another lower one, which was nothing new to me. Apart from all these, there was something else.
According to the X-Ray, I am still having a Milk tooth. The Adult tooth which was supposed to be replacing the Milk tooth was trapped inside. It is because of a Supernumerary tooth which is blocking the way that makes this possible. And if these weren't enough, I have to do root canal on the tooth beside the Milk one if there is infection found. I had no idea what the hell the dentist was talking about when she related all these terms to me. It was after when I returned back to my camp then I had a better understanding with the help of my Dental officer. He explained to me that a supernumerary tooth is like a buried one. It has no means of growing whatsoever and is kept redundant deep in the gums. It is adviced that a removal of such blockage is necessary. He also told me that I might have to wear bracers next time in order for the Adult tooth to grow out smoothly.

The dentist at the hospital told me that mine was more of a rare case.
There was a total of 6 teeth that has to be removed considering the fact that some of them had to be done as soon as possible.
She told me there was no way I am going for the Local anaesthesia. The pain could be so intense that even a gunshot wound on my back would be like a pinch on my arse.
I was given the only option to go for General anaesthesia. I was scheduled to go for an operation on May 4, which falls on a Wednesday.
Good luck to me. I am going to need it.
Do what you have to.
I am all yours, when I lie down on the bed unconsciously,
with my mouth wide open.
Anything would be fine...
As long as you don't take away my life too.

Why Drink n Drive when You can Smoke n Fly

Met up with Leslie the night before.
It has been quite some time since I last went out with him. It seemed that he had gotten an X-Box and wanted someone who could accompany him to go modify it. I don't think anyone would want to buy an X-Box instead of a PS2. It is because of Starhub which made this possible. Sign up a cable plan and the X-Box is yours for free. Luckily it's an X-Box we are talking about. If it was K-Box voucher instead, it would have been redundant. Those internet hardcore Gamers wouldn't have known what to do with it.

Anyway.. after passing the console to the shop owner, Leslie was feeling hungry and we decided to go eat something. We wandered around Tampines Mall looking for a place. The place has changed alot ever since the management found out that it was losing out. There were many new shops, mostly restaurants. Even the top level had been opened and everyone could access to the outside. It is an open spaced area where functions could be held. I am hoping that the next Zouk Out will be held there so that I need not travel all the way to Sentosa. I simply just have to wear a T-Shirt, shorts with slippers and walk to Tampines Mall as though I am going downstairs to buy newspapers.

We ended up in one of the food courts in Century Square. We got our food, sat down and started catching up with the times which we have both missed out. The usual stuffs... and he also mentioned about smoking, considering the facts that prices are going up fast.

He told me that he still couldn't figure out how the hell I managed to stop smoking.

Well.. Smoking is indeed something which is over for me. Something which is in my past that I would never pick up again. I started smoking when I was in Sec 3, if I could remember correctly. Started smoking as in to smoke regularly. First started trying out would be around Sec 1 or 2, when I was introduced into it by some bastards.
I never should have tried it at all.
I quit smoking about 4 or 5 months before I was enlisted in the army. Altogether I had been smoking for 8 years and now it is merely a thing of the past.

I told Leslie that it is all in the Mind.
Focus on what you want to achieve and nothing can overcome it.
But of course, it aint something which is easy at all.

Some people say that they are trying to quit and will start by cutting down the amount of cigarettes. But frankly speaking, it's Bullshit if you ask me. Whole lot of crap.
If you want to quit, just go for it.
How I did it?
Based on a few factors.
Main one would be obviously money. Think about how much money you are wasting on.
It may be little at first, but you will see the difference in time to come.
Try to think about the future. When you are going to get married and have kids. Would you still be smoking for the sake of them? I guess not. If you would quit ultimately when you settle down, why not start sooner so that you can save up even more money for other stuffs. Notice that the main factor is still involved.
Spare a thought for your family. If they are people who wouldn't want you to smoke at all, how do you think they would feel if they found out you are smoking secretly behind their back. They wouldn't want you to smoke at all if given a choice. My dad talked to me about this before when I was still smoking. I could practically see tears coming out from his eyes and it left an unbearable shame in my mind whenever I thought about it. He is a wonderful dad and I shouldn't have let him down at all.

Fuck the health part. It didn't bother me a single bit.
If it wasn't getting expensive, I probably would be still smoking now.

I used to smoke in my room whenever I needed to.
I would open the windows widely with the fan at full blast facing outside. I couldn't really on the Air-Con right after because of the smell. Back then, I could sacrifice alot for smoking. I had to keep the windows open and the fan blowing for quite some time before I could switch on the Air-Con. It would be less obvious and I could say that the smell came from my worn clothings. I remembered many nights which I didn't even bother to wait and went straight to sleep. It's amazing how smoking can change your way of living. Nowadays, if the aircon isn't on, it only means that I am probably spending the night somewhere else.
I had to lock my door whenever I had to smoke.
Sometimes my mom would come into my room and put the clothes in the wardrobe. When she found out that the door was locked she would shout at me
'Smoking inside ah!? Why you locked the door??'
I would then shout back with a 'No Lah!' and flick the remaining cigarette out of the window.
Normally when I am at home, I will close my door but I won't lock it.
There are only 2 reasons anyone would suspect if I locked the door.
I could be watching porn and masturbating,
or I could be smoking.
Either way I am fucked.
In order for me to overcome this, I would wait for everyone to go to sleep before I unlock my door. Then I would go to bed myself and act blur the next day.

Smoking kept me in a good shape too. I used to be quite thin back then. I would rather spend money on cigarettes rather than on food.
I have became a total blob ever since I stopped.
Put on so much weight until people might think that smoking isn't such a bad idea after all.

Nevertheless, I am proud to announce that I am officially a non-smoker.
For those who have known me since long time back, you ought to salute and respect me.. for some of you have tried but couldn't make it. Having to quit is not what anyone can achieve but I managed to succeed.
I am glad that I have made the right choice...
and if there is a popular demand,
I don't mind giving you my autograph.

Blood Thirst

Did a duty on tuesday and came back from another day of work just now.
Didn't sleep well when I was doing duty.
I was tossing and turning, trying my best to get some sleep.
Unfortunately, I couldn't.
Maybe it had something to do with what I have done during the day.
I was walking around and finding ways to kill boredom instead of sitting down and scanning visitors' ICs. Taking down everyone's particulars should be long abolished ever since SARS went back to Mars. There isn't a need to track down anyone whatsoever then but the people on duty are still doing it. Well.. at least I know some who are like me. While we are sitting back facing the computer, we would look as though approachable and informative. But the truth is, whenever there is a person who is going to come near us, we will simply point to the neighbouring counter and ask him/her to proceed... so that we can continue playing Solitaire or Minesweeper, whichever game that pleases us.

As I walked into the Lab station, I saw Yean and Elias drawing blood from the pre-enlistees. This was a common sight as Yean is considered to be Cross-Trained. He is originally in the Dental station but due to the lack of manpower in Lab, he had to help out. Cross-Trained may sound elite. But in SAF, it only means that you are being arrowed more things to do. That's all.
All 3 of us started talking nonsense and suddenly, out of nowhere, Yean asked me something which startled my attention.
'Do you want to try drawing blood?'
In my mind I was like 'What the fuck! You should have asked me long time back.. It is too cool to be poking others whom you do not know with needles.'
I was simply too excited. I began wearing gloves while Yean and Elias were explaining to me the basics.
The technique is to spot a good vein, hold the person's arm firmly and stick it in.
From a pervertic point of view would be to spot a tight one, grab hold of it firmly and thrust it deep in.
I proceeded with both of them guiding me. As I poked the needle into the vein, I could see that abit of the blood had flushed out and being collected. This showed that my accuracy wasn't far off. As I was pulling back to extract more blood, I lost focus on the needle and it came off from the vein. I became furious and agitated when I saw blood oozing out and yet I couldn't get more of it. I felt so much like biting on his neck and sucking him like drinking bubbletea. But I knew that it wasn't the right thing to do. Having to commit such actions would be too havok. I could be charged for 2 reasons.
I could either be charged for attempting murder, or if it just so happens that my teeth weren't sharp enough to leave any injuries, I could be charged for attempting rape on him too.
I stopped myself from doing anything foolish and it was because of that, I couldn't really get the incident off my mind.
I was hungry for blood.
That was why I couldn't sleep well.
It did occur to me that I could prey on those who were on duty with me. Darrell was the one doing medic duty on that day along with another guy from the enlistment side. As long as Darrell was inside the duty room, he would strip down to his pair of boxers and move around. Having to see him like this was already a turn off, not to mention get close to him and have a taste of his blood. The other guy, Weihao is too much of weirdo to begin with. He looks more like Dracula himself, which is why I try not to risk it. I might be the one ending up dead instead of just quenching my thirst for blood.

Sexy Bitch

I might be the one of the guys inside...


if I weren't so attracted to males as well.


Drunk

Anger Management

Handling the public is never an easy job.
Especially when it comes to people who irritates the hell out of you.

I am not a racist.
I do not look down on people who are less fortunate.
But based on actual facts, Malays are the most problematic individuals you can come across in MCC.
Majority of them are lowly educated, have criminal records and most importantly.. Dumb. You can also be intrigued as to how lazy they can become. I am listing all these in General. Of course, there are also those who are smart and different from the rest. In fact, I had known some who are exceptionally intelligent and hardworking. Malays can be very funny at times, but they can also be the most rowdy bunch anywhere, even in the public where there are lots of other people around.
I handle the public every working day in my company, be it in the front line or in phone calls.
Checkpoint 1 is the counter which I have to cover whenever there is a shortage of manpower. It is the first counter a pre-enlistee has to go through before he proceeds to the other stations. In order for them to be registered, they have to give us their ICs and questionaires.
A questionaire is a list of personal conditions, mostly medical related, which the pre-en has to declare. It is needed to be endorsed by his parents as well.
What troubles me is that there are always people who never bring their questionaires or didn't let their parents sign their forms.
How can anyone complete the application without signing when it's stated so obvious. Some would even give us a complete one but without the owner's particulars. How can anyone be so lazy?
Lazy is when you have a tiring day at work and you don't feel like going anywhere else.
Lazy is when you are enjoying so much that you put your work aside.
Lazy is when you hang out in your neighbourhood instead of going all the way to town.
But filling up a form without your own particulars or parental endorsement, it's just ridiculous. With this kind of laziness, I am not surprised if one could actually spend the whole week without bathing at all.
Whenever I come across such situations.. it has to be a malay. 8 out of 10 trouble makers are malays and I swear to god I am not lying.
When registering them, we also need to know whether it's their first time here and their highest educational level. One look at a malay and you can tell that he is either in ITE or not studying at all. Very rarely would one be higher than that. The most annoying thing of all, is that some can even say that they are studying in ITE 'college'. I mean like.. to add the word college behind ITE is highly unnecessary. It totally blows me away whenever I hear that. I feel so much like giving them one tight slap and asking them to wake up.
'Hey Muthafucker, you are already condemned. No point saying the word college to console yourself. Any lazy ass whore can end up in that school of retards.'
We would ask them where they were studying at the moment so as to know their education levels. We would cut short by asking 'where do you study?' when the queue becomes long.
There was once when I asked this guy.
'Where do you study?'
He thought for a while and said..
'At home.'
He's not totally wrong there but if he did use his brains, he would have known what we needed to know and not where he usually studys.

Malays have the longest names but the smallest brains.

There are many who have low IQs and mental problems.
I did come across a list of people who are Pes F.
It was like having the roll call of Malaysian army.
Speaking of retardation, parents do play a part too. I suspect that some of the traits are being passed down from their parents. I do come across parents who ask stupid questions which just make you feel like ending your own life. There are also dumb ones who doesn't know what the hell is going on and expect us to entertain them.
There was once when I encountered a mother whose son was in prison. I needed to know when her son was going to be released so that I could make the arrangements for him to attend his medical checkup. But to my astonishment, she told me she wasn't sure.
Yes.
She is a malay too.
And the thing was.. it's her son we were talking about. Not just any hamster she was rearing. She could even tell me she didn't know. Either she simply didn't care, or she is just as retarded as any other typical ones.

Carrom Masters

Practically everyone is a fan of carrom here in MCC. Maybe because it is the only game which is available in the mess room. Anything else and you will have to bring it over yourself. No matter how I see it, the game can never appeal to me whatsoever. It is nevertheless, only a board with many seeds and corner pockets. A game of carrom is similar to playing a round of miniature pool. You need to get all the seeds into the pockets depending on which color you are in. Pool would be using a cue whereas carrom would be using only your fingers. I wouldn't consider carrom to be a sport as all you need to do is to sit down, flex your fingers abit and wait for your next turn to come. It doesn't rely much on your body muscles and one could easily grow fat playing carrom. And if you still think that carrom is a sport because it builds up your arms and fingers.. Well, then I guess masturbation is a sport too.

You may have heard of the Kung Fu master, the Tai Chi master.. But have you heard of the Carrom master? It was told that it could only be a myth that such a person existed. There were whispers in the wind throughout the years that everyone could hardly hear before it vanished. Nobody would even dare to believe that it could be true. I, myself didn't believe such nonsense either. But what actually happened today totally changed my aspects of carrom. At around 5 in the evening, I was watching a game of carrom played by some of my colleagues. Kong had to leave the game and I was asked to replace him. I didn't want to play at first, but Elias was asking me to play like as though he was selling insurance to me. I wasn't left with much of a choice but to show them what I was made of.
I was made of flesh and blood and naturally, I would be playing like other beginners. But I was wrong. As I placed the striker on my line and was getting ready to shoot, I felt like I had played this for ages. There was not a chance whereby I would miss the shot. I fired with full confidence and the striker seed went straight into the pocket.
Any expert would tell you that in the beginning of the game, that is one of the ways to test ur aiming probability.
I felt like I was possessed throughout the game. I came to believe that maybe I could be the one and only. The true master who has been lost in generations. All I can say is that I would rather observe a game than playing it. Knowing everyone's weakness is the key to becoming the best. And I wouldn't waste time on those who think highly of themselves, when in actual fact.. are those who doesn't stand a chance against me.

The Reign of Queen Bee

Madam Ng is like a bee. She goes around stinging people, finding faults and ending up pissing them off. She is the head of the clinical side so there's pretty much nothing one could do if she implements anything. The only person who is of higher authority than her would be CO himself. CO is always not around. It is said that he has loads and loads of meetings and stuffs. But frankly speaking, even if he's at home sleeping or somewhere loafing away, nobody would know too. Nobody has the right to say anything even if he chooses to play punk.
It's all about politics.
Madam Ng likes to say that she is very understanding. If there's anything you like to voice out, she would gladly listen and be reasonable. But according to her means of being 'understanding', it's more like being childish to me. You can try reasoning with her if you want. Chances are, she will fuck you 3 times back.
She likes to pick on people. Whenever she finds something which is not to her satisfaction, she would fuck you up straight in the face. But if you think about it, at least you know the reason how you die rather than being stabbed in the back to death. Why would anybody find fault with another for no reason? It's not like she would be getting extra money or a good name for being a tyrant. She is always going around the place finding preys to sting rather than staying in her own nest to rest. Does she find pleasure in all of these? That's having too much free time if you ask me. Perhaps back at home, her husband didn't give her all the time, that's why she is finding ways to be thrilled behind his back.

There was once when she burned my Off because of not knowing how to change the sticky labels of the printer when they were out. I told her that it didn't even cross my mind that I had to know. She said that I have no reasons not to know and that it was my duty to find out myself. It's not like I didn't want to learn or someone had taught me but I forgotten how to. It's just something which is beyond my knowledge and yet she chooses to burn my Off. I wouldn't know how to change many other things too you know. Maybe I would be punished likewise, for not refilling the toilet rolls when they are finished or change the filter of the air conditioners when they are not working well. I am not surprised too, if one day she comes up to me and says ' Hey, Liwei.. I am going to burn one of your Offs.'
'Why?'
'Because you are so good looking until you are attracting too much attention from the public.'

Ironically, Mdm Ng did save me a few days back during Area Inspection though. The whole process was taking too long and the public were waiting for it to end before they could come in. There was a very big queue and I was ordered to neglect the inspection and attend to the public at the counter. Dr Kelvin was inspecting on that day and I heard everyone was pumped except me and Marcus. The guys at admin had to pump 30 too.. but without me being around. It was such a waste as I went for a jog and spent a few hours at the gym just to warm up the day before. I didn't know that I would be excused doing pushups on that day.

Geek Stink Breath

I have 4 wisdom teeth. I knew this long time back and didn't really bother as they weren't giving me any problems, nor did they give me any signs of wisdom.
I went to Safti Military Institute earlier on this morning. I was given an appointment all the way there even though there's actually a dentist in my own company. Redhill is already far enough and yet they want me to go until Jurong somemore. Mind as well go Batam better.
As usual, my dad drove me to the destination and I was fast asleep in his car. After some time he woke me up and told me we were reaching. He turned into the carpark and I told him straight away to turn back. The place was in Jurong and there were signs showing that Safti MI is near.
But it was not the correct place.
It was the Discovery centre carpark.
My dad realised it was the wrong place and quickly did a U-Turn back to the main road. Was that a discovery too?
Founding out that we were at the wrong place.
Probably the place was built so as to let other unfamiliar drivers have a discovery too.

Safti MI is huge.
I had to explore whenever I came to a checkpoint with a map. I walked all the way in and was getting more lost every minute. I looked around and not a single soul could be seen. Every now and then there were vehicles going pass me and it was becoming obvious that nobody travelled in there by foot. I then came upon a very big sign.
It says ' Home of the Officers'.
Well, if that's the place of the officers, then I could just find anyone with a bar on top of their shoulders and ask them for directions. I saw a guy with 3 bars and asked him where the medical centre is.
He gave me a smile and told me he didn't know.
So much for Home of the Officers.
I managed to locate the place after some time and it took around 30 minutes. And 30 minutes wasn't the only time wasted. My appointment was at 9 and everything ended at 11.30. It's not like I am complaining about how much time I have wasted but I only hoped it could be more. Having to spend time outside my workplace is like a luxury to me.
The dentist told me I have 4 teeth that needs to be plucked out, which I already knew... and gave me a referal to another hospital. I didn't know why I have to go to another hospital when it could be done back there too. I told my dad back at home and he suspected that I have special teeth.
Those that Dracula have.

A Date to Remember

"You have come to fight as free men and free men you are. What will you do without freedom!? Will you fight!?
Against that? No..we will run, and we will live..
Aye.. fight and you may die.., run and you'll live...at least awhile.
And dying in your beds many years from now..
Will you be willing to trade all the days from this day to that..
For ONE CHANCE, just ONE CHANCE and come back here to tell our enemies that they may take our lives but they will NEVER take our FREEDOM!!!!!"

Today I declare my final 10 months left of service.
The day which I am going to take back my dignity will fall on Feb 05 2006.
For those who have already ORDed or are going to ORD earlier than me...
Just leave me alone, would you.

That day happens to be on a Sunday. Due to the fact that Sunday is a non-working day, I would be getting my pink IC earlier on Friday instead.
According to my estimation, I would be able to start clearing my leave in December. Both Christmas and New year's day are on non-working days so there will 2 extra off days for me to claim. My Birthday falls on December too.
Another off day for me to claim. (Company policy)
It seems like I will be boarding the express ORD train by the end of the year if I plan my Offs, leave and not forgetting, MCs correctly.
But then again..
I STILL do have a long way to go.
Damn it.

Pornography at its Best

I think that pornstars are the coolest people on the planet.
All they do is fuck.
They get paid for something which everyone enjoys doing. Fucking is their form of expertise.
Generally, sex is involved in whatever a man does. It can be anything you can think of. Be it working, studying or even doing some charity. Working leads to earning money, leads to getting the girl and finally leads to sex. Studying leads to getting a better job, leads to earning more money, leads to getting the girl easier and finally leads to sex too. Doing some charity may be more difficult to evaluate but the end results would still be the same. Sex is like the fruit of our labour. You have to put in a certain amount of effort to achieve it.
Pornstars, on the other hand, are different. They fuck for a living. The more they fuck, the more they earn. And the girls who they get to fuck are not some ugly, fat cows you see on the streets. They can be so beautiful until sometimes you even wonder why they are doing all this for a living. With assets like theirs, they can easily attract any handsome guy with a million dollar account.
How often can you go out with your colleagues and ending up fucking them?
Pornstars, however, can just find some place to chill out, have a drink or two before someone pops out the question ' Hey, wana fuck?' to start the ball rolling.
Talk about workaholics.

There are many different categories of porn.
Firstly, you have two cores.
Softcore and hardcore.

Soft porn is gay in nature.
I don't know why it exists in the first place. Nothing much can be seen even though there's a fucking scene going on. What's the point of watching porn when there's restrictions?
The reason why it's called soft porn.
Cos it doesn't get you hard.
Some scenes consist of the guy fucking a girl but you can only see his expressions. It is shown in a way such that you can't see anything from his waist to bottom. You can see him exerting strength and arms holding on to something. It is assumed that he should be holding on to a girl's ass and pounding her hard. But with camera angles like this, he could be like moving some furniture and it would still look exactly the same.

Elias sent me a porn clip earlier on this week. Normally you won't view the whole porn from start till end. Usually one would forward the clip here and there and it would be over. However, the clips that Elias have are unique. They are considered porno. They show the private parts of people, some fuck scenes and all. But once you see one of them, you would want to see all of them, from starting till the end, without any fast forwarding. The clips can practically glue you to the screen and making you ignore everything else around you. What kind of porn could this be?
He sent me a clip of midgets fucking a middle aged woman.
It would be like hobbits fucking a mother. They are like half the size of the natural grown woman and still fucking her brains out. I think the woman is just insane to let herself being treated like that. The midgets, on the other hand, are enjoying themselves and trying all kinds of positions they can think of. What in the world was that all about.
Sick.
The clip made me used up a couple of tissue papers though.
There was another one Elias sent me.
A woman pushing out a giant octopus from her vagina.
That has got to hurt.
I knew exactly how she felt as I did try putting something into my arse too, after watching the clip and being inspired by it.
It didn't occurred to me how dangerous it was to try such a stunt until I realised that I have no control of the shit coming out of my ass now.