Every once in a while my wife gets a bug up her ass and wants to try some
new exotic recipe. Most of these recipes suck and are expensive because
they contain ingredients that we normally don't keep on hand. For example, I
remember one recipe that called for sesame seeds, so she bought a bag a
sesame seeds and used a little, and then the bag sat in the cupboard for
years. Most of these recipes are elaborate and the kitchen gets trashed.
Well yesterday's creation were bulgur burgers. They are 75% Garbonzo beans
and about 20% bulgur wheat. The last 5% is spices, a little yogurt, onions
and garlic and 2 eggs.
Our food processor is small, so we tried mixing the
concoction with a mixer. The beans were popping out of the bowl and shooting
everywhere. We tried using the blender and we fucked up the motor and
fried the blender. We finally got this muck in the form of 10 burgers and
put them in the fridge to chill.
Well, about 5 beers later it was time to fry up the first batch of them their
bulgur burgers. I sautéed some mushrooms to make them more edible, put
cheese on them, and served them on whole wheat buns.
My wife and stepson sampled the first ones, while I drank a few more beers
and cooked batch number two.
As my stepson was throwing his dinner in the trash and opening up a can of
soup to eat, mine when done cooking. They sucked, but after all that work
and expense, I chowed down two big bulgur burgers.
Well around 1 AM this morning I awoke sporting some major painful gas. I
farted a few times and went back to sleep. By 5 AM I was in the bathroom
taking shit number one. It was a 14 inch log, I was impressed... but wait.
At 7 AM I felt shit number two ready to make an appearance. This was a U shaped
log of at least 16 inches, curling into the toilet hole and out. Well I then
went to work and at 9 AM I felt a strong urge. No fucking way was I holding
this back until I went home at lunchtime.
I boogied to the bathroom, farting
all the way, and checked the stalls. I thanked God for the empty bathroom
and entered the handicrapper. Shit number three shot right out, and it was
the longest one yet.
It was spring shaped and easily 18 to 20 inches. I
wished I had a camera. I didn't admire my work all long as I wanted, I
wanted to get out of the stall before a co-worker spotted me. I love the
feeling of taking a shit at work and not being discovered doing it.
Bulgur burgers clean you out!!! I feel like I am floating on air!!
-- Doniker
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