The Marfan Show....
I have uncovered a thoroughly refreshing way of chronicling Nesh's party.....
For anyone's who not familiar with the concept of The Truman Show....well, here's the result of a camera being focussed on one person all night thus allowing you to observe the pregression of events throught the course of the night while the use of a singular test subject standardises all other variables....
This is reseach protocol of the highest calibre one with the subject, himself just off a stint as research underling would most certainly approve of...Nishy Boo himself
Ladies and Gentlemen.....
Welcome to The Marfan Show.....
To begin, here's a look at our test subject at the start of the night...
With first shot in hand.....
A shot or too later....
Notice the slight droop in facial muscle tone...resulting in the classical symptom of goldfish orifice-itis....
Our test subject takes some time off his ethanolic schedule to provide some invaluable instruction to a rookie on proper tequila technique...
And then proceeds to whine the next day that his sweat smells of tequila and is making him sick....we can't explain why nish....nope...no idea...
Desperate attempts to correct the droopiness produced largely unsatisfatory results...
Overcompensation.....
And in the other extreme...
Undercompensation....
But all was well, as long as subject remained seated and motionless...
But then....
Like a monster rising from the deep....he rose...and stalked off in search of prey....leaving his hugely enthiusastic minder scrambling in his wake....
Once the first victim was identified The Marfanator wasn't gonna let him out of sight...
The first attempt was foiled by a by a superbly timed flash of light...
But he wasn't to be discouraged that easily and at the next available distraction, The Marfanator pounced....
And his prey sinks to the floor, his face contorted in paroxysms of pain, The Marfanoator follows him mercilessly...down....
Lower....lower....lower.....AIIGHT!!
At this point the experiment was deemed to have slipped slighty out of control and was abandoned...
Loss of any persons whether living or now dead were deemed to be acceptable sacrfices in the pursuit of science and have been written off as tax exemptions.....
For anyone's who not familiar with the concept of The Truman Show....well, here's the result of a camera being focussed on one person all night thus allowing you to observe the pregression of events throught the course of the night while the use of a singular test subject standardises all other variables....
This is reseach protocol of the highest calibre one with the subject, himself just off a stint as research underling would most certainly approve of...Nishy Boo himself
Ladies and Gentlemen.....
Welcome to The Marfan Show.....
To begin, here's a look at our test subject at the start of the night...
With first shot in hand.....
A shot or too later....
Notice the slight droop in facial muscle tone...resulting in the classical symptom of goldfish orifice-itis....
Our test subject takes some time off his ethanolic schedule to provide some invaluable instruction to a rookie on proper tequila technique...
And then proceeds to whine the next day that his sweat smells of tequila and is making him sick....we can't explain why nish....nope...no idea...
Desperate attempts to correct the droopiness produced largely unsatisfatory results...
Overcompensation.....
And in the other extreme...
Undercompensation....
But all was well, as long as subject remained seated and motionless...
But then....
Like a monster rising from the deep....he rose...and stalked off in search of prey....leaving his hugely enthiusastic minder scrambling in his wake....
Once the first victim was identified The Marfanator wasn't gonna let him out of sight...
The first attempt was foiled by a by a superbly timed flash of light...
But he wasn't to be discouraged that easily and at the next available distraction, The Marfanator pounced....
And his prey sinks to the floor, his face contorted in paroxysms of pain, The Marfanoator follows him mercilessly...down....
Lower....lower....lower.....AIIGHT!!
At this point the experiment was deemed to have slipped slighty out of control and was abandoned...
Loss of any persons whether living or now dead were deemed to be acceptable sacrfices in the pursuit of science and have been written off as tax exemptions.....
posted by Prashanth at 11:13 PM
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