It's better when you take a swig out of a glass you've vomited into
Well if you end up being your own victim in that way then it takes on an element of tragi-comedy, I would say.*shudder*
It's one of those things it's bad enough watching someone else do. I remember a mate doing it with a can he'd been spitting and ashing joints and cigs into all night just before he went to bed and nearly throwing up on the spot.
Yeesh. Reminds me of the death of one of Spinal Tap's many drummers, who choked to death on someone else's vomit.Someone I went to school with did that with someone else's vomit in Wetherspoons. This woman threw up into his pint and he took a swig mid-conversation without looking.
Bullet ants are in South America aren't they?I'm sure we've all, at some point, taken a swig from a half-full beer can that some cunt has decided to use as an ashtray. It's pretty much a rite of passage. A secular, Western equivalent of circumcision, or that thing that tribe in Africa do with those terrible stinging ants.
I would definitely flee the village before I did that.The bullet ant's sting is currently the highest on Schmidt's sting pain index, at 4.0+. According to Justin O. Schmidt he described the pain like ”Walking over flaming charcoal with three inches of nails embedded in your heel". Some victims compared the pain to that of being shot, hence the name of the insect. It is described as causing "waves of burning, throbbing, all-consuming pain that continues unabated for up to 24 hours". 6Lymphadenopathy, edema, tachycardia and fresh blood appearing in human victim feces are common symptoms. Poneratoxin, a paralyzing neurotoxic peptide isolated from the venom, affects voltage-dependent sodium ion channels and blocks the synaptic transmission in the central nervous system. It is being investigated for possible medical applications.
The Sateré-Mawé people of Brazil use intentional bullet ant stings as part of their initiation rites to become warriors. The ants are first rendered unconscious by submerging them in a natural sedative, and then 80 of them are woven into gloves made of leaves (which resembles a large oven mitt), stingers facing inward. When the ants regain consciousness, a boy slips the gloves onto his hands. The goal of this initiation rite is to keep the glove on for 10 minutes. When finished, the boy's hand and part of his arm are temporarily paralyzed because of the ant venom, and he may shake uncontrollably for days. The only "protection" provided is a coating of charcoal on the hands, supposedly to confuse the ants and inhibit their stinging. To fully complete the initiation, however, the boys must go through the ordeal 20 times over the course of several months or even years.
Reads like a post from that GPT bot reddit where they're all talking about beer. Think it was @version that shared it originallyAny time you host a lads session you wake up the next day to find beer cans everywhere. Legends! You think to yourself, look how many beers we've done. Then you start cleaning up and realise they're all half full. The really pleasurable bit of drinking beer is opening beer. Hearing that hiss.