The Gingus Chronicles

Friday, June 02, 2006

The Demon speaks

You know when you laugh so hard that you can't breathe? Or that you are laughing so much tears are streaming down your face? Well, such occurrences ... uh,..... Occurred earlier on the night of June 1-2.

You see, my cousin (Jason) is getting married today. So, after the wedding rehearsal yesterday we wanted to do a little sumptin'-sumptin' to commemorate his last night of singlehood. Don't worry,... it was nothing more than watching a video he made and going to the donut establishment.

The Video
Every year for roughly 8 years there was something called "The Boxer Party". The party was always at Jason's house. And at his house there would normally be a ton of people. And when I say "ton", I mean a buttload. The best thing at this event was the ever popular slip-and-slide. We'd always have it in the same place in their back yard. So their backyard has this very noticeable reverse bulge about 30 feet long. And I don't think it has ever dried. So, I had the privilege of video taping Boxer Party volume 7. Jason then took that film and edited it into a terrific piece of work. Near naked people and a lot of mud. Don't worry, it wasn't a commercial for Schmit's Gay. This kinda thing just happens. Laughing ensued.... lot's of it.

The Donut Shop
You have to understand. My cousin is famous for his random acts of insanity. Just picture a guy who can fart on command and go places with the guy. You WILL laugh. So, this trip to the donut shop would no doubt be memorable. And boy did this trip not disappoint.

Picture it: About 12 people. 7 of those we don't know. So, we coax Jason to build up some magic. And watching him work up some potion is fun in itself. So, we are all laughing as it is. Then, easily one of the loudest butt explosions I have ever heard. Then there was this short period of time where it was silent as the graves. Then our group started laughing and then another group near us busted out laughing. One guy was especially appreciative of this art. Another group, however, seemed to be repulsed by such an action. But that just made it all the more funny.

But, you think, that was it. No no no no...... We kept asking him for one more. And he tried... and tried... and tried. Nothing doing. So, Big Steve told him to get on the floor so he would have more room to maneuver. So, he did. He got on his back, lifted both legs so he could "gather air". It worked. Not just one or two.... it was a plethora of farts ("butt chuckles" as I like to call it). And Jason does this thing where he can make his "butt chuckles" sound like a demon. But he ALWAYS kept how he did this a mystery... until last night. It was the first public unveiling of The Demon. I could tell you how he did it, but that would just ruin it. Anyway, the same groups reacted the same... only multiplied times 3. And just as soon as he was done, Jason jumped up and said, "Alright, let's go." And right before I walked out the door, I heard the girls at the I-didn't-think-it-was-funny-booth say, "I can smell it!".

It was quite possibly the funniest thing I've witnessed in 4 years. Yes, 4 years.

Until next time, vaya con Dios. And happy farting!

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