Hello and welcome back to Reddit Insanity number 14.
I'm Michael.
I'm Noe.
And we are the Knights of Entertainment.
We got some more funny Reddit for you today.
Noe actually has one for you guys.
I have a very small one.
It's very short.
So this guy wrote, some raw chicken touched my, it's a male 18 penis.
Can I get an affection from this?
So he says, so I was cooking just now and I was cooking a whole chicken and also I was
at home so I was naked.
Basically as I was, let me start over.
So I was cooking just now and I was cooking a whole chicken and also I was at home so
I was naked.
Basically as I was seasoning the chicken I dropped it and it fell in between me and the
counter and got caught like between the counter and my penis.
So like my penis was smushed into it because I tried to stop this chicken from falling.
And I just, and just didn't think so I pushed my hip forward.
So basically he caught it with his dick.
He wasn't thinking so he just started just ramming his dick into it.
Basically this man fucked his chicken.
A chicken cutlet?
And he wants to know if he got an infection from it.
Good salmonella.
And one of the comments later said like that's a lot of work for saying I fucked a chicken.
I've seen that one earlier.
Oh you saw that?
Man, so this man, this 18 just decided to just bang a chicken.
Yeah.
So basically what really happened is he got one of those raw chicken and fucked it and
then he wants to know if he's going to get something from it after.
First of all he needs to go to therapy or something, that's like fucking disgusting.
Yes it is.
I mean that's like, I mean that is the grossest shit.
You mean you don't want to bang the cavity of a dead chicken?
No.
Like I spoke at like American pie where he's banging that pie.
I mean that's more sanitary than a chicken.
Yeah, than a fucking chicken.
And I banged this whole pot pie.
Chicken pot pie.
I don't know, it was just like I read it and I could not fucking believe it.
And he's trying so hard to get us to like oh and I just, I caught it with like the fact
that I caught it between my dick and that counter and I wasn't thinking I just went
boom.
Went balls deep.
It's like just admit you're disgusting this.
Yeah like you can go to a doctor.
Like obviously we know you fucked it.
Like when people say like oh my friend has this infection and he's.
It's like okay you have an infection.
Like you have an infection.
Like you know like the doctors are not going to believe your bullshit.
Why are you here if your friend is sick?
Well they're embarrassed to ask.
Well.
Okay so you're embarrassed to ask.
Basically.
Okay.
So again, don't fuck a chicken.
Yeah.
Please for the love of God.
Live or dead.
It's sad because you have to add that in.
The little bit of asterisk right there.
People are fucking.
Alive or dead.
Fucking people are disgusting.
And that's how we got AIDS.
Maybe who knows.
I licked a.
I licked a gorilla turd.
We've heard that story of the zookeeper and that monkey haven't you?
Yeah but who knows.
You know what monkey I'm talking about though right?
The one that swallowed something that a shit knows so he's out there and kept licking its
asshole until shit.
No that's gross too.
Yeah.
So he rimmed a monkey until it finally.
Hey my fucking business.
I practice safe sex.
You nasty motherfuckers.
It's think like that man, whoever got it first right?
Whatever they did to get it.
That person is a vile human being.
Yes I agree.
It has affected the entire human populace.
Such a fucking disgusting habits you sick bastard.
There are people suffering with HIV and AIDS for the rest of their life because some son
of a bitch.
Or whatever the fuck that person did.
Fucking god that makes me mad actually.
Yep and then the last person ate a bat supposedly.
Ate a bat or fucked a bat like Randy Marr who knows.
Exactly.
Multiple times.
All three are going to lie to you.
That's whatever the meme told me just now.
All right we're going to change topics slightly from fucking a chicken to fucking a dog.
Jesus.
This one's.
I don't know why I said that.
I just ruined my day.
This one's by Universal Winter.
This person puts I am honestly quite shocked that it happened but also not at the same
time.
I could have fucked a chicken too.
That wasn't a shock to the dude he'd been to do that.
You could have banged a pillowcase or something you nasty.
Or in between a mattress or something normal-ish.
You could have banged a pile of clothes but a fucking raw chicken you nasty son of a bitch.
They wanted that salmonella off lime.
That's all that was.
But this person puts before I begin I'm a 20 year old college student with Asian roots.
This is important to the story.
Oh but the fact that this matters to the story.
So there's a high school I have to walk past to get to my bus stop and an orientation for
new exchange students was going on out front.
I already knew this was happening since the sign outside was displayed for about a week.
I casually walked by as usual but I hear a voice yelling, hey you where do you think
you're going?
I paused for a split second and continued walking along thinking it was for somebody
else.
Then again, hey you have to listen to your teachers.
Get back here.
I now turn around to look at a lady leading the orientation was furiously waving her hands
at me and then yelled again, come on you're holding up the group.
I then responded, I don't go to this school.
They proceeded to walk back to my stop.
As I see my bus approaching from a distance I try to sprint to make it but then I feel
her hand grab me from behind.
The fat woman.
She was fast.
Yeah but they caught up there quick as fuck.
And then began to berate me that I don't just get to ditch the school here.
I guess she didn't hear me the first time so I grabbed my student ID for college to
show her and told her again, I'm not a student there.
As this happened the bus passed us by since I wasn't at the bus stop.
She made me miss my damn bus.
She kinda just chuckled about it and I half heartedly apologized for it before returning
back to her group.
At that point I had to pay $30 for an Uber just to get to school.
This bus only comes by once an hour.
Damn.
It's like, oh so just because I'm Asian huh?
I'm part of the exchange program?
I guess that's what she was thinking, who knows.
How young does this guy look?
I mean damn.
He's 20.
Probably look like he was 12.
Next one is by Flagstaff.
It says I go to a really nice fitness club.
It's worth it because they have a huge indoor playground and daycare is included.
Lately, my 2 year old has been dealing with some major separation anxiety so every drop
off he has a bit of a nightmare as I tear myself away.
Today was a typical day like this.
I finally got away and headed to the men's locker room to put my gym clothes on.
After changing I stopped for a minute to linger at the tiny window at the back of the play
area to see how my little man was holding up.
He had calmed down so I was happy.
I turn around to go work out and there's this guy staring at me with the most disgusted
look on his face.
I can only imagine he thought I was a creep who enjoys looking out on kids or women who
sometimes breastfeed in there.
I tried to babble something out about my son but he was already walking away shaking his
head.
TLDR.
A guy at a gym thought I was a peeping tom as I was trying to see if my son was okay
in daycare.
Oh that's weird.
I was like hey mind your own fucking business.
I'm trying to talk to my son.
It would kind of look weird though if you're just peeping him.
Was he like fucking out the corner of his eye?
What was he doing?
Like on the edge of the window.
Oh oh yeah.
Nowadays.
Exactly.
The next one is by luthus.
Lucifer.
I was on one of my cleaning binges and while in the bathroom I decided to clean the sink.
Sink was clean but the water was draining, not draining properly, from the sink.
It's been a while since the trap was clean so I opened the cupboard under the sink and
carefully unscrewed the cube bend in the pipe.
Being careful not to drip any of the absolutely vile liquid into anything on the cupboard.
I removed the pipe, dripping only a little bit so now the sink was just a pipe that ends
directly above all the things in the cupboard.
Shaving cream, soap, spare TP, medications, etc.
Yeah well this was well overdue.
There was so much crap in there and it smelled really bad.
I needed to dump this crap somewhere so I could clean it up.
Throw it in the toilet.
The little puddle under the cupboard.
Oh hey here's a handy sink to tip this into.
TLDR, I removed the U-bend pipe from the sink and proceeded to tip the disgusting contents
into the sink straight into the cupboard below.
Come on now.
No way.
Then it was absent minded but hey, yes they are.
It does happen.
Next one is by Bella68.
The fuck up was actually about a week ago but it came to fruition just the other day.
My husband and I have a playful relationship.
Sorry.
I'm tired of spitting my throat.
It wasn't anything you said.
You don't spit in your throat?
Like I don't know, it's just like you know when you swallow it sometimes it gets caught
in your throat.
Whatever.
That sounds so much worse.
Not really.
But I guess kinda.
Alright so my husband and I have a playful relationship in which we sometimes mess with
each other.
One day he decided to poke me a bunch of times and mess with me and then ran off to escape
before I could poke him back.
What is he 11 years old?
Exactly.
I chased him down the hall but didn't reach him before he locked himself in the office.
I can hear him giggling at his triumph.
Jesus Christ.
But what he didn't know was that I am really good at unlocking doors.
He didn't know that.
I had a shock.
This door was the easiest lock to pick.
Let's play it back a little bit.
You can pick locks.
Or open locked doors.
That's a story we need to find out about.
The origin story of that.
How'd you learn?
Yeah how'd you learn to pick locks?
That's not a tray you just pick up randomly.
That's a necessary skill for thieves.
Some of our dudes that hide stuff in their closet they don't want you to find.
She must have a lot of bad boyfriends then.
Apparently.
But I mean yeah lock picking is like a skill you learn.
Not that whole bullshit about putting a fucking credit card in between the fucking door.
No that doesn't work.
This door was the easiest type to unlock as it only required something.
It was a Adams 1115.
I've unlocked these several times.
I was like what the fuck is going on?
It required something flat to turn the slit on the outside of the lock.
What the fuck?
How the fuck did she know?
I quickly unlocked the door with my fingernail and proceeded to barge into the room.
I thought my husband would see me barge in and immediately remember the type of lock
and how easy it is to defeat.
Instead he was bewildered.
He just shouted it was lock.
I definitely locked that.
It's not that often that I outwit or outplay my husband so I decided to keep my secrets
on how to unlock the door to myself and bask in my smugness.
Now to the day of fruition when the F-Up became apparent.
My husband and I are in the office.
I'm finishing up a project meanwhile my husband decides to enjoy some solo time.
I know I don't mind.
He knows I don't mind.
And I even enjoy the occasional glance in his direction to see how things are coming
along.
Right now we happen to live with other people including a kid so my husband always shuts
and locks the door before starting such activities.
Game time.
When I put that fucking sign on the outside of the door it says game time.
Everyone leave this house.
This is game time.
The only way we do it is people in the house get the hell out of this damn house.
On this particular day the kid had thought of his 220th question of the day and it was
so urgent that he ran up and knocked on the door.
My husband responded just a minute.
But before we knew it the door was sliding open and we were faced with an excited 8 year
old already mid question.
Don't look at my dick.
The kid saw the computer screen and my husband and he just quickly shut his mouth and shut
the door.
Boy oh boy.
I was shocked and asked my husband why the door wasn't locked.
His only response was the lock is broken remember.
So she broke it?
She never told him how she got in.
Oh so he assumed it was broken.
Not broken just easy to defeat when needed.
Yeah especially when it's not locked.
So he's just like it's broken I haven't even locked it.
Man I would have put a fucking chair in front of that door.
A couch.
A bookshelf.
Get my business done with it.
Next one is by Jack Jones 116.
Jack Jones.
So I a 28 year old and my girlfriend a 21 were laid in bed naked after a long day.
I decided to put my finger near her butt crack to squeeze her butt in two or three times.
A way we frequently say I love you without verbally mentioning it.
However we're both weird about the anal play and as such fingers near the booty hole.
I unfortunately got a bit too close accidentally.
It's dark and she got a bit weirded out.
Very serious and jokingly we're both very comfortable with each other though.
However in passing she said she was watching porn recently and never really realized how
in view assholes are and doggy.
I then as a joke but serious about being serious I said I can pick your asshole out of a lineup.
This then led my girlfriend to over four years of cry laughter but neither in a funny nor
upset way just a strange middle ground.
I won't lie I'm confused.
We're okay happy and talking but she seems upset yet bemused by it.
I just guess she never realized how much I've seen her asshole.
Do I show her mine?
I don't know honestly I'm confused.
Police and hell.
I'm confused what the hell we're talking about right now.
What the fuck do they got to do with anything?
I have no idea either.
Apparently she was weirded out after he said that she shouldn't worry too much because
he's seen it a million times.
Yeah well there you go.
Why are you worried?
If you didn't have to worry before why are you worried now?
Apparently now she's worried after she's seen it.
Now she's conscious of it?
Yeah pretty much after seeing it in a porn.
Next one is by Jago Kestrel.
They put alright so this does involve me, a 27 year old male and my girlfriend but it
doesn't go not safe for work because of the very fuck up.
How come he didn't say the girls age?
Well 26 is on here.
Okay I'm just making sure.
I didn't think it was pertinent to the story.
Every other one we always hear the ages right?
When I'm done I'm like how old is she bro?
Hey.
How old is she?
The only context you really need is that I am absolutely god awful at verbal communication
which is my fancy way of saying I can't flirt with the shit in person.
I'll be god darned because I'm not going to say that.
Love poet over text.
But the moment I try to channel that energy in person I choke up.
Wait and I'll say what?
GD.
Okay.
Personal reasons people.
I'm like I thought it was like it's a completely different person.
I'm like I thought it was like it's a completely different phrase he was saying.
No they put it but for personal reason.
I'll say fuck all day but.
On to the story.
Last night my girlfriend and I were watching Blast from the Past, a movie we both knew
we just loved.
I don't know it's a random movie.
I 100% know that Brendan Fraser movie.
I don't know any other human being on the planet has seen it but me.
I can't do not I've seen it over a hundred times.
Oh my god.
Like growing up it just comes on and that's all we had.
It was King.
So I watched Blast from the Past.
Oh my god it's a Negro.
I've seen that movie a thousand times.
But I have never actually seen it all the way through.
While we're enjoying it cuddle up in bed you know cute couple shit.
Then my girlfriend out of the absolute blue says you know the bed could be a bit dirtier
in a devilish flirty way.
After about 15 seconds.
I'd be like bitch I just washed these sheets what the hell you talking about.
After about 15 seconds of processing I replied with all confidence.
All the fucking maths equations going to.
Yep.
That's what that is.
All she wants stuff.
What he says.
I could certainly use a couple of germs.
As if I'm some kind of.
That's what the music is about.
As if I'm some kind of anti Mr. Clean sex icon.
Yes I mean Mr. Clean has an ass on him if you've ever checked.
You're welcome.
Yes I fucking said that our bed could use a couple of germs.
What followed was my girlfriend being comically flabbergasted by my absolute foolishness.
A fit of laughter that killed any kind of down dirty mood.
What does the back to the Blast from the Past have to do with the story.
It's just a movie that they're watching.
But you always you never mentioned something in the story unless it has pertinence to the
end of the story.
It's probably something they've seen multiple times.
Now I gotta go see Blast tonight.
Blast it for the hundred and one time.
Basically.
TLDR my girlfriend said that we should get the bed dirty and I saw with all my Riz in
the world.
Yeah they could use a couple of germs.
Horrible.
He tries.
He has a girlfriend so he must be okay.
He just doesn't understand what dirty means.
His Riz must not be that bad.
Just bad enough.
Just underneath.
No just a little bit above what she can't tolerate.
Exactly.
So he got her.
He quit.
He lost it all as soon as he got her.
Now he's a little bit under.
Next one is by PowderKegSuga.
So I went with my husband to see the new Spider-Verse movie.
And since it was the first dinner in a movie.
The one that's now?
Yeah.
Huh.
I gotta see that.
On a movie night in a while we dressed up a little.
I dressed kind of all to goth what have you.
So I thought tonight would be a movie.
By the way I'm scarred by that movie now.
Which one?
That new Spider-Man.
Are you?
Cause I was going through Twitter and there's a dude in a full Spider-Man suit and a woman
in a full Gwen Stacy spider suit on a flettable bed in the middle of New York City in the
straight just a doggy style in it.
In front of everybody.
And I'm like you dirty motherfuckers.
Don't you ruin it.
You rule 34 of this.
You evil fucks.
And it plays in my head and it's fucking.
I saw it today and it's driving me crazy.
Alright.
So apparently she dresses as an all to goth what have you.
Gwen Stacy Spider-Man.
Yeah.
She dressed up as punk spider.
Yeah.
So I thought tonight would be a really great night to debut a new necklace I'd recently
gotten from a local art Nautilus shop.
It's center feature is an ethically sourced small vertebrae.
What animal did they rip this thing out of?
Or person.
Is that what you said ethically sourced?
Ethically.
How do you say that they donated to the people?
It could be that.
Why would you wear the necklace of another human being?
What are you Conan the Barbarian?
I mean she said she's goth.
Goth is one thing.
A fucking necromancer is a whole other thing.
So she puts we went to dinner, had a few glasses of wine, then went to the movie.
We shared a bucket of popcorn as you do and spilled a small handful down the front of
my shirt.
Whatever.
I started hearing voices behind me for some reason.
A soul?
Or possession story.
Whatever.
So I'm comfortable.
So like the absolute degenerate I am, I ate a few of the pieces that were clinging to
my shirt and cleavage.
Yeah I know how similar the weight and texture is when you're sober, but when tipsy they
were pretty similar.
So I probably wouldn't have noticed if that particular piece of popcorn hadn't had a tether
the rest of my necklace whenever I bit down on it, which would have sucked for a number
of reasons.
We both thought it was pretty funny though.
TLDR.
When I went on a date and got tipsy enough to mistake a piece of bone for popcorn, I
nearly consumed it.
Yeah.
Almost released a subac.
Alright and we got a couple more.
One by throw me up.
I see this was a terrible idea now, but I wanted some privacy and I thought the shower
was the only way to do it.
I wanted to masturbate in the shower, but I wanted to avoid the water because it messes
up my bladder if I do it under said water.
I don't even question it.
I'm thinking.
I'm confused.
You and me both.
It doesn't go up your pee hole.
Not exactly.
After turning the shower on, I realized the shower head was a bit too high, so I tried
to edge my way around the water towards the water.
Diva.
I got jacked in a mud hut.
Put mud all over you.
The doors locked.
I was in the bathroom.
Bookcase a rock.
I wanted to lower it so I could do it.
Masturbate away from the water.
Well, it turns out edging around a shower while the water is on is a terrible idea.
Why the fuck are you in the shower in the first place?
I don't know.
What is happening?
I throw up people.
What goes through people's brains?
Apparently not much.
I got to jack off, but I can't jack off in the shower, but I have to jack off in the
shower.
Right.
So then what the fuck are you doing then?
Did he say earlier that it was too many people or some shit?
Not him, no.
What the fuck, bro?
He just wants some privacy.
So there is people.
Apparently maybe one or two.
I don't know.
Well, it turns out edging around a shower while the water is on is a terrible idea.
Who would have thought it?
My life flashed before my eyes.
First person perspective, a wall falling away from me and my hands reaching out in front
of me desperately trying to grab onto something.
What, did he fall?
Anything that was saying to me.
Ouch.
Well, that obviously didn't work out for me.
I fell ass backwards halfway through my journey, taking the shower curtain and the rail with
me straight into the hard floor.
I think I actually bruised my ass on the way down too.
My back definitely hurts.
Damn.
But because I fell backwards, I was trying to catch myself the whole way down and didn't
hit my head or anything as a result.
So I'll take that as a win.
Sure.
I'm now going to ask my brother's girlfriend to help me put the rail back up.
She's the only one here.
Hence the reason I wanted to masturbate in private.
There we go.
I won't tell her that part, obviously.
I imagine not.
TLDR.
I fell out of the shower because I wanted to avoid the water to masturbate.
Took the rail and the curtain right down with me.
Won't be trying that again.
You could just sat on the toilet.
You over complicated fuck.
I mean, honestly, you're going to lay down on the fucking floor.
He wanted to go around the edge of the tub.
This whole complicated fucking master plan.
Turn the damn faucet on in the water and just sit outside of the bathtub.
Apparently not.
The next one we have is Megan P. 1000.
Megan P. 1000.
For starters, I'm 24 years old, a female, and my partner is 21.
I have become fucking pedophile.
I've become very bland in terms of our relationship, and I find myself questioning if it's meant
to be.
We have a baby who's coming up in eight months.
This.
What?
Eight months.
Fuck this month.
I'm waiting for that.
And I think we're both trying to just make it work.
The romance isn't there.
Oh, man.
Today, after a month of no sex, I try initiating and be cute.
After he asks me to ride him, I get on.
Then he says he can't breathe and just wants to kiss.
Can't breathe.
I apologize.
After he goes to have sex with me and doggy, I'm going.
It's going well.
I'm happy and feeling good.
Then he suddenly stops.
He says he's tired.
He proceeds to tell me how sexy my ass is.
Shaps it around here and there for about 30 seconds, spreads it and asks me when the last
time I pooped was, which was prior to my shower around eight ish.
This is getting out of hand.
Much information for me.
I know it would clean prior, especially knowing I was going to have a good ass time.
I was so embarrassed.
And then he went back to the computer and told his friends about it.
Now I'm mortified.
What the fuck?
Anyways, I take it as a sign of the universe is literally telling me my relationship is
actually shit.
T L D R.
Pooped during intercourse with my girlfriend.
And I think the universe is telling me our relationship is actual shit.
I thought she was the girl.
I do.
But why is the guy saying at the end?
It's not.
T is a T L D R.
T L D R.
Too long didn't read.
No, no.
Read the last part.
Pooped during intercourse with my boyfriend.
Oh, I think he said girl.
If I did, I know it's my mistake.
Okay.
I was like, I was confused.
Yeah.
Apparently she should.
Well, she's like, it was bad enough.
It's like, you know what?
This isn't great.
Imagine looking down.
It's like, I mean, you already can't handle that kind of stuff anyway.
Oh, really?
Then again, I did go to a journal.
So I've been using the journal at the my work because those bathroom's broken.
The shit's all over there.
You, you toughen up real quick.
You gotta take a man up.
It's a lot of shit down there.
We're going in.
So we got to.
All right.
And the last one is by a mute TV.
Two five three.
This person puts, so I had a dried apricots for the first time a couple of weeks ago with
wine and cheese and like how it takes.
In delicious dried apricots.
That's forward to today.
I was early.
Blow your asshole out though.
She warned you.
Is that where we're going with this?
Cause I could have told you that.
That was early.
So I stopped off at a grocery store before work and got some snacks.
I went.
I ate them before a trip back from Mexico.
Two day trip back from Mexico.
These apricots on the right back a blue up close down a whole fucking stall.
They had to shut down that fucking good gas station as a biohazard.
I work a 10 hour shift and have to be in front of my computer majority of the time.
So snacks help me cope.
I seen a bag of dried apricots and added them to my snack basket and checked off in the
car.
I crack open the bag and start munching on them.
I just kept eating it until I looked down and the bag was gone.
It wasn't a big bag so I didn't see anything wrong with it.
Oh, was I wrong?
I get to work, grab my cup of tea and sit down and get started.
About an hour or so later my stomach is rumbling.
Soon after I get out of, I let out a roaring fart.
Lucky for me where I sit isn't around too many people so no one heard it.
Nice.
About 10 minutes later I feel the rumble again and another fart brewing.
This time I let it go and let it out and almost shit myself.
Oh I hate those.
Very carefully I make my way to the bathroom and go.
This happened to me at least 7 or 8 times today.
The worst part is that one of my bosses came into his office today and he sits near me.
He kept seeing me get up and be gone for a couple of minutes and get back.
This caused him to send me an email stating we need to talk about how many breaks you
are taking throughout the day.
I'm like hey I gotta shit, I gotta tap your rules and regulations.
He usually doesn't work in the office so now he's thinking that every day I'm doing this
and that's where they leave it off.
8 or 9 times man.
I'd say he must be constant because that's like a one time.
It flushes out everything.
He must have, God dang, he must have not shit very well very often.
See it doesn't just go for apricots though, you don't eat prunes, you don't eat raisins,
you don't eat a large amount of peanuts.
My cousin, he would eat, like shit you not.
We went to a restaurant at 4 o'clock and then we go back to my grandpa's.
Two hours later he had to shit it all out.
His fucking metabolism is superhuman.
He has to like just, we gotta get going.
We ain't got time for this.
Like on the car ride back he won't be like alright, like damn bro.
Like he shits like three times a day, can eat three meals a day.
Each time.
He's almost a fishing asshole I've never heard of.
But don't.
Peanut, I didn't know about peanuts.
Yeah the oil, maybe eat too many of them, just straight through you.
You gotta love a good shit.
I've seen some people that eat like, you know those cans of peanuts that they have, those
planters peanuts, they'll eat a whole thing and it's like I'll be back.
I was watching that new episode of Always Sunday with Philadelphia and Mack, one of
the main characters, he's allergic to peanuts but he bought a large family size container
of peanuts and he ate them throughout the whole episode and you can just see his lips
getting swollen.
He's getting like, he's slowly dying of an allergic reaction.
He just would not stop eating these peanuts.
I just need more peanuts.
Because they were trying to cut back on their money that they're spending.
So like oh we gotta cut back on beer on all that and he's like oh I just bought a family
size jar of peanuts and that's all he ate.
Allergic reaction.
And he's just eating peanuts.
I'm so glad that I don't have those kind of food allergies or anything.
I wouldn't want any of them.
I wouldn't know until I got it, you know what I mean?
Oh you've tried enough stuff in your life, you should know.
I'm lactose intolerant I think.
Well there's a lot of people that are.
They'll be blowing out ass cheeks immediately.
I definitely don't want that at your work.
No milk for me.
Drink a chug of hoga.
See that'll be the next like, chug a whole fucking thing of milk.
The dare videos that we'll start.
It's like chug half a gallon of milk before you go into work.
I can blow ass cheeks all day.
It's like damn it no way.
That sucks though.
Milk is delicious.
That's in my preference.
It makes me, it gives me strong bones.
I want those strong bones.
But that is everything that we got for Reddit.
Anything else to add before we head out?
Yeah don't fuck a chicken.
You're gonna love God.
We'll see you guys next time.