Ben & I were watching Jackass 2.5 the other night (confession time - even though I wouldn't do about 99.9% of the things they do on that show, I do enjoy watching it) and we saw Stevo drink beer poured down the, oh, let's say...4 foot fingernails of a man in India.
Let me repeat that: Four. Foot. Fingernails.
They were green, and slimy in appearance. The thumbnail curled back in on itself, much like a watch spring, only attached to your hand. The other nails extended nearly to the ground, twisting like some sort of nasty fingernail linguine. The man protected his nails in a burlap-type sack, presumably to keep them from cracking.
After getting over the grossness of drinking beer off someone's fingernails (anyone's fingernails, no matter what length...ew. Just the idea of biting my own nails is icky.), Ben & I contemplated the difficulty of carrying around such a weight. I mean, that's got to be a considerable strain on the arm and hand, since it didn't look like he could fully relax his arm without having the nails crunch on the floor (*shuddering at visual image*). How would you dress yourself? Or shower? Or sleep? It seems like way too much inconvenience, for no real reason.
3 comments:
... I still think the horse semen was the worst... Or the wasabi snooters (I may have done that...).
Ew. I hadn't thought of the shower. Ew.
jidai - that's true...especially on the unedited DVD...o_O
Andy - yeah, it's just Reason No. 4389053267 why I will never do that
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