Hey Kids, Ed here with a little bit of what not to do with your steroids.
Yesterday, I had the most brilliant idea. I'm kind of one of those guys that hates to throw out old or bad gear. I guess a hoarder of sorts.
So here goes..yesterday I'm in my garage and I find this essential oils nebuliZing diffuser. For those of you who don't know what that is..its this little machine that you pour essential oils into that turns the oil into a vapor and saturates the air to be absorbed into the lungs and skin.
Holy shit kids, you know how on cartoons when someone gets a good idea and one of those light bulbs Pop up above the characters head? No shit it really happened to me. A real fricken light bulb popped up over my head.
What if I were to pour all of my old excess oils into the machine only to be absorbed through my lungs and shit? Why the hell wouldn't it work right?
So the timing was perfect, my wife and kids were out of town and my girlfriend was too pissed of at me for stealing her meth to stop by for the night so I decided to hot box my ass with a concoction of nebuliZed diffused steroids, and believe me I poured a little bit of everything into that fricken machine.
So I went into my man cave plugged that prick in kicked on the tv and sat there chillin with my dog.
So I'm watch some stupid ass movie and I fall asleep, that's right nebulizer still screaming on high and I wake up around 3:30 am to my dog. No shit, he is growling and humping the fricken blue ray player. Me, I'm shaking like dudebro eating a corndog and I'm so pissed that my dog is ruining my blue ray player that I yell at him. That little bastard didn't give a shit that I was there he kept humping like monster 666's mom at a Star Wars convention. So the only thing I think to do is growl at that bastard, and no shit that got his attention.
That prick dismounts my blue ray player and charges me like an Isis mullah to a goat in season.
This is where shit goes down. I feel power raging through my veins and I get in a dog fight with that prick. I'm biting him, he's biting me. Finally I get a bite around his throat and put Him to the ground and he submits.
So I drag his ass outside for some fresh air. We sat there for a minute until we both passed out. I wake up at 9:30 am with frost on my forehead.
I walk back into the house and look in the mirror and my face is swollen, I have bite marks all over me and my eyes are blood red. The only thing that I can think to do is take 75 Mg's of Aro, and some caber.
I lay back down and fall asleep, only to wake up four hour later.
So with nothing to do, I drive to the gym and have the most kick ass workout of my life, blood soaked t-shirt and everything. After a couple of hours I went back home apogized to my dog, he Licked my face, I offered him the rest of my blue ray player, he declined and we learned a pretty powerful lesson of what not to do.
Hope this helps you bros and brozettes Learn from my mistakes.

All my love, no homo
Ed

PS
I apologize in advance for the drunk posting I generally only reserve my drinking for Independence Day.