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THE PYLON STORY
Did ever tell you guys about the time I got Stuck in a pylon? Well it all happened a couple of years ago... My roomates and I had been out drinking the night before as only college students can do and they had stolen a road pylon from some guys we knew (who had stolen it from a construction site previously, which I might add is a felony). So I woke up the next morning, or should I say afternoon, horribly hung over, with a strange Pylon in the living room. Now I knew it wasn't there the night before, so I figured it had miraculously appeared the night before...
As my roomates started to awake and come out, I then heard the story of the theft... I'm not sure how it happened but I guess I thought it would be funny to put the pylon over my head. Eventually I decided it would be humourous to wear the Pylon as a skirt. With the help of my roomates i got the pylon over my head (over the shoulder blades scratched a bit) and down to the waist.
We yukked it up a bit and had a good time... a couple of pictures were taken. But eventually I felt it was time to get out of the pylon. So we tried getting it up over my head, the way i got it on, well that didn't work. Gravity was just not our friend. So we tried to pull it down, well having hipbones did not come in handy. It wouldn't come down. So, understandibly i started to panic. We got a couple of people to help pull on the pylon but to no avail. We couldn't find a saw to cut it off either. I started to realize it was futile, we were going to have to go to the hospital. What's worse, because of the pylon i wouldn't be able to go down the stairs, we would have to call an ambulance to carry me down. So what happened you ask.... well, eventually with enough sweating i got lubricated enough to scrape my way out of the pylon. I had huge bruises and scrapes on my hips and on my shoulder blades...
Moral of the Story: Don't try on things that aren't meant to be worn
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