01-18-2012, 08:58 PM
There is a guy at work that runs the round section and I sometimes go and visit him. I have seen him eat chicken that was sitting on his desk for 2 days, eggs that were cooked 3 days ago and rotten cabbage. He is from Thialand (Siam) and has a cast iron stomach. He excercises on his breaks and I went to karate classes with him for a few years. He smells funny like he eats all these spicy things and it oozes out his skin, he buys things in Chinatown in Boston that smell like rotting meat. I gag when I walk over there to his area and I have to yell at him sometimes to clean up his shit.
I have a hard time watching him eat and wonder what he will pop in his mouth next. I usually look away as I do not want to see a baby chicken out of a rotten eggs slipping down his throat in the morning.
He is fast as all hell though.
I have a hard time watching him eat and wonder what he will pop in his mouth next. I usually look away as I do not want to see a baby chicken out of a rotten eggs slipping down his throat in the morning.
He is fast as all hell though.
He ain't heavy, he's my brother.