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An Thus Waged the Battle

Fri Jan 2, 2009, 5:54 AM
  • Mood: Noble
  • Listening to: Bubba Whoopass Wilson
  • Reading: The Feckin Book of Everything Irish
  • Watching: Squirrels
  • Eating: You'll know soon enough
  • Drinking: Plum Green Tea
I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me...

:O Oops, wrong frequency.

Previous statements involving the betterment of my physical condition have been greatly exaggerated. :skullbones:

It would appear this was no mere common cold but a full on flu Armageddon. :ninjabattle: Every moment of victory and foreseeable health that was within my grasp the disease moved on to another part of my body. This thing has no honor. :blownose:

But I am not unguilty in this matter. If I can be convicted of anything it is hubris. I went to work twice this past week against anyone's better judgment. I believed I could conquer this by mere use of over the counter medicine and homemade concoctions of my own design. :pills: All of which worked... to an extent. Making all this just slightly above utter hell.

You know the symptoms I hardly consider the worst of it. Its the lack of sleep it causes. :nirvana: I haven't been able to string more than three hours of sleep together in almost six days. I have felt my sanity begin to slip on more than one occasion. Anyone would at this point. Most of my actions derive themselves purely from instinct deep inside my ancient reptilian brain. All in all as this experience has been a god awful one but very enlightening.

I have the bugger cornered in my sinuses now with no where to run to. I prepared something special when the time came to end this. I put the finishing touches on it this morning. I'll push enter to give you time to ponder what the bloody hell I could be writing about.

Done yet? Okay, take your time.

I call them Koibito's Kira Beans. :ambulance:

They're based on a baked bean recipe I've been toying with for years. I won't post the recipe for fear that someone dare use it. Suffice to say they are not fit for human consumption. I myself am only capable of eating a single plate at the given time under particular circumstances. (Fun fact, tradition calls for that they are only to be eaten by way of wooden spoon.) These beans aren't merely spicy. They are an all consuming divine flame the raises and purify's your body, mind, soul and colon.

I ate the kia beans an hour ago.

This war is over.

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:iconsober-irish-guy:
Sounds a bit like Arty's special chilly (legend has it that it ate it's way through the aluminium foil it was frozen inside).

Flu is pretty bad, and the only thing I can say is I hope you WERE NOT taking anti-biotics for it.
:iconkoibitodragon:
SIG! :hug: You do care. =3

Kidding... *gives you a manly jab in the arm*

I would very much like to try this special chili. Anything thats akin to the innards of a xenomorph is okay by me.

Phfftt... What kinda chump do you take me for. Wait... Don't answer that. I only only took anti-inflammatories and minor pain relievers. Have to breath and move you know.

--
"I will make your demise slow... lingering... and painful!"

"You're going to marry me?! You fiend!"
:iconsober-irish-guy:
...that's good enough for me (although it seems most pain killers are NSAIDs {part of which stands for anti-inflammatory})

*puts on his Chemist hat*

Arty's chilli was made by Arty (Ryan Dewalt, I think that's his real surname). I don't think he gives away the receipy, but if you're in California and know everyone I'm sure you'll run into him. It was beans spices beef and cook for a heck'uva long time til it's tasty and dangerous.
:iconrein-chan:
wow! a dragon bean recipe! =D cool!

--
Where dwellest, O my love of old?
Who dwellest in my sleep?
Who sits upon the ocean's shore,
When in my sleep I weep...?
:iconkoibitodragon:
And Forbidden! 0.0

--
"I will make your demise slow... lingering... and painful!"

"You're going to marry me?! You fiend!"
:iconkoibitodragon:
Note to self: Meet everyone in California.

Could this mystical danger chili possibly be worth the amount of sleazy things I'd have to do? :O

*puts on his Guinness hat*

Whatta say now smart guy?

--
"I will make your demise slow... lingering... and painful!"

"You're going to marry me?! You fiend!"
:iconsober-irish-guy:
...

You don't need to be irish to know him since he's NOT irish.

[link]

(NOTE: He is not the artist/writer behind the webcomic hosted on pholph.com)
:iconkoibitodragon:
Awww... I thought you were gunna introduce me to Dave. =( But the name does ring a bell.

Is it the guy who does Vinci & Arty? Even so... Why link me to his livejournal? :O

Oh and I really do have a guiness hat. Got it for christmas, real boss too. Its all brown and plaid, makes me look all scruffy. I'm more Dutch than anything.

--
"I will make your demise slow... lingering... and painful!"

"You're going to marry me?! You fiend!"
:iconrein-chan:
yea. It would bring unimaginable gas problems to humans. O__O;
lmaoXD

--
Where dwellest, O my love of old?
Who dwellest in my sleep?
Who sits upon the ocean's shore,
When in my sleep I weep...?

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