shitface has a dream that one day...

Definitions for phrases/acronyms that may be used in this document:
BPJ: Banana Peel Juk- The process by which one uses a banana peel as a masturbatory aid
SWF- Sopping Wet Furney- Describes the state of a woman whose furney (vaginal area) is sopping wet.

I have a had a problem lately getting SWF lately. The sad thing is I don't care. I have other ambitions now. Think about how much you could get accomplished, if you quit the endless pursuit of SWF. Now, I concentrate on achieving other goals, the kind that make or break a man. Some prefer to hike mountains, learn how to play a musical instrument, or play video games until they are sexually aroused by the thought of losing to the computer.

I, on the other hand have transcended all of these petty annoyances and now concentrate on doing something only few others have done. No, it's not the BPJ, though I have been actively participating in this process over the last couple of months. No, not video games and baseball cards. This Feat goes beyond collection. It doesn't involve reading, eating right, or getting exercise (for the most part).

Ok give up? Here's my plan!

It will be a Friday, or a Saturday, right, and I'll wake up late in the morning. I start the day by unsettling my stomach. Many nuts and chocolate items will be consumed. I'll probably use the bowl a couple of times, but not too much. As the day rolls on I will eat some stewed prunes and 15 dollars worth of taco bell food. The stomach gods will become angered and Posiden's trident will rapidly strike the insides of my intestines.

It's party time. On this particular day my friend will be having a house party. The kind where girls from his work come and are looking to drink alot. I will start talking to the girl with the lowest self esteem and the worst couth in the place. She will preferably be loud and obnoxious.

Her friends will abandon her and I will get her drunk to the point of alcohol poisoning. I will be incredibly friendly, doing the best I can considering I am in pain from the taco bell. She will pass out in my friend's house. I will then proceed to leave a note in her pocket telling her I will be right back and that my stomach is bothering me. Ahhh the truth. I will instruct my friends to go by the story, that she stammered out shortly after yelling obscenities.

This is where my plan will spring into action. I will eat half a bag of dried fruit in three minutes, eat half a box of All-Bran extra fiber, choke down some milk of magnesia, and then drink a barium milk shake. I will then proceed to take a lap around the nearest track with a very tight belt tied around my waste. I will be in much pain at this point. This is where mental discipline must and will take over.

While I am getting ready, this near alcohol poisoned, passed out, girl will be placed in the middle of an open space, maybe under some bleachers at the school I am running a lap at. This is where all my delicate planning and flawless execution will pay off. This is the 'bigger' thing I referred to in the introductory paragraph. Remember? The thing that is superior to the 'the pursuit of SWF'

I will proceed to drop my drawers and squat over this young lady's face. I will relish the moment and contemplate my journey. Finally, I will open my sphincter and let loose a volume of excrement reminiscent of the floods that occurred in Superman one before Superman reversed time. After I have finished, I will run for my life. This will be the pinnacle of my existence and I dare anyone to debate otherwise. Not having wiped, I will run for my life jumping and crying. Victory will finally be mine....

Now you may ask, what about the young woman? She is going to eventually wake up covered in shit. There are a couple of things to remember. The girl's friends did abandon her, you did specifically pick her out because she had low self esteem. Also, who would admit that? Something as humiliating as that. Could you take someone seriously who got shit on like that in the middle of a field. I don't think so. I mean, you may put that on the resume of the job interview for some fetish film, but the bottom line is, it's not a great experience.

So tonight, I Shitface Mcstevens, will prey to god (Darrel Hammond), and hope hope hope that one day I will be given the opportunity to unpack my glorious plan...