The Sneeze
April 21st, 2008 . by ErinUpon amazing request by a friend of mine, I dove into the magical world of thesneeze.com! After reading its contents, it was only moments before I had tears in my eyes and I was rolling on the floor in gut wrenching laughter!
There is a particular segment on this website called ‘Steve don’t eat it’. I honest to goodness never thought I would find someone with more time on their hands, and a more creative mind then myself to pass ‘said’ time. This guy goes around eating anything disgusting he can get his hands on. From Cuitlacoche (Botcholistic Corn) and Urkel-O’s to Prison Wine. This is of course the exact moment I chose to finish off my left over Café Rio… smart one Erin. All I want to do after reading this segment is address a small letter to my mother.
Dear Woman, (a term of endearment I use to call my mother)
I never again want to hear about the crazy stuff I pull when I get bored and feel the necessity to ‘liven things up’ ever again! Please read ‘Steve don’t eat it’ and you will understand to what I am referring.
Your loving daughter,
Erin
P.S. You should also be pleased that I’m not bored enough to make ‘prison wine’ in my bathroom.
I haven’t laughed that hard in a very long time! My stomach now hurts from the constant laughter and trying to keep my food down. Enjoy!
Dear Erin,
You are welcome.
- A friend.
Deliciously revolting. What is it with gross things that repulse and fascinate us simultaneously?