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Audrey Ohley

Audrey Ohley
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Despite having been blessed with both average looks and a larger than normal head, Audrey Ohley has only risen to a low level of success despite expending almost no effort to do so.

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APRIL 16, 2010 2:28PM

High Fiber Friday -- Now with Extra Fiber!

Rate: 19 Flag

  A Little Stroll Down Memory Lane -- Watch Your Step!

"What better way to gain the respect of your peers than to dry your own waste,  grate it with a cheese grater  and carry it around it in a sandwich bag!"

 

  exit here!


I woke up this morning and reached for my favorite brand of high fiber cereal, “Nature’s Crunchy Birds' Nests," (made with Real Sticks and Twigs!) and while choking that down,  I for some reason starting thinking about that guy I heard about awhile ago who was caught sprinkling his own fecal matter on the donuts at a grocery store  in Texas.

I was thinking that there is so much fiber in this cereal, that if you were the kind of person that wanted to sprinkle your own dried feces on the donuts at Mr. Muffins, you might be sort of disappointed with the quality of the feces produced by "Nature’s Crunchy Birds' Nests."  It might not give you the sort of practical jokester thrill you were looking for when people don’t even notice you’ve covered their donut with poop: "Mom, why are there feathers on my donut?"

I always wondered about this guy, Behrouz Nahidmobarekeh, and what drove him to such an act. He says he was offended by the way people treated him in the world, and he felt like he never got enough respect, especially from the people at the Fiesta Mart, apparently.

Of course! What better way to gain the respect of your peers than to dry your own poop,  grate it with a cheese grater  and carry it around it in a sandwich bag!

I guess he probably didn’t really have a lot of friends coming over to his house either:

 “Hey, Pal! What’s with all the poop on the floor?”

“ Oh, nothing, just  a little project I’m working on.”

“What kind of project?”

“You know, like terrorism, but really lame."

“Ah, well, it’s was nice chatting with you! I’d better get going!”

It turns out, that a few years before the donut sprinkling incident, he was caught smearing feces on the library books at the local library!  It seems he especially hated the Reference section.  Now, I’m quite familiar with the phenomenon of farting in the library – people always fart in Military History.  (Do these farters think that boringness actually blocks farts?  Well, it doesn’t. Just so you know.) But this smearing stuff really takes it a step further. 

I bet if they hadn't caught him "adding the special sauce to the donuts," he would have eventually just started dropping his pants whenever he felt a little "hot under the collar." "Twelve items or less my ass! How dare you disrespect me!"


For those of you who want to know more about this fascinating incident, here are two wonderful links:

This is a great post from the actual Foreman (score!) from Behrouz ‘s Jury Trial:

http://iwanttokeepanon.blogspot.com/2005/10/state-vs-behrouz-nahidmobarekeh.html

And for more about the wonderful library incident and a photo of the perp, this article from The Dallas Observer:

http://www.dallasobserver.com/2006-01-05/news/the-poop/

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My solution with high fibre anything is to eliminate the middle man and pour the fibre directly into the toilet.

That story could only happen in Texas, I hope.
i'm just gonna take your word for it, okay?
not gonna read any more of this now, okay?
thank you and bu-bye!
sheepdog! --Haha! Yeah, I should just throw it in the can directly, but I'm worried it will clog it up!
dianaani--i understand! thanks for reading and rating!
Okay, winner of the wierdest post of the day I've read, and thats been a few. Rated for wierdness.
sheila- thank you, it is weird. thanks for rating, though! what can i say -- i'm a weird sort of gal.

foolish monkey -- you're right, Texas drove him to it!
I wish I hadn't read this, but I had to...rated...
This gets the nomination for the weird news of the day! rated
another reason, besides people not washing their hands,to avoid self serve food items
Proof why Fark.com needs a "Texas tag" to bookend its "Florida" tag.

'Scuse me now ... time to talk to the porcelain telephone.
I wonder if this guy plays craps in Vegas. And has blumenthal discovered you yet? He's the shit around here.... Just sayin'......
O'Really, funny- I was thinking of blu as read this too. You expressed it all much better.
My days of eating donuts in Texas are so OVER

I work in a library, and we've had some really interesting patrons, but fortunately, none seem to want to smear the ref collection with their personal deposits.

I probably shouldn't have said that; the next thing I know, someone will probably try.
Hilarious, but I am the Official Feces King on OS. Ask anyone.
R
O: Get back up on your stool and shut up.
You and your "food blog" -- or anti-food blog. When I read your posts I go off my feed for a few days. Which isn't really a bad thing, but...Maybe you should sign on to write for Jenny Craig or Weight Watchers. Still, very funny. And thanks for the weight loss!
Holy, um, crap. . . .

I once worked at a department store that sold furs, and according to the women who worked in that department, there were men who had fur fetishes who would jack off on the fur coats.

So, when you put "Don't eat doughnuts in Texas" on your Things to Remember list, you might add, "Don't try on furs in California."

Rated for . . . geez, I don't know for what. But definitely rated.
Thanks everyone -- I'm sorry to be so nauseating , next week I'll write about something non-edible that irritates me!
If you want to write about something "non-edible that irritates you" you can write about blu. I'll help. (I see he dropped a load here). ;)
Are you sure he's not edible? Could be just a matter of taste . . .
I'm POSITIVE. You'd have to have none at all!
(Beware: blu is out on the west coast and when he sees this, he'll be back to take a dump on me and you will witness banter hell breaking loose on your post). Look for him somewhere around noon to rise to the occasion. Or not. ;)
O: I don't neeed to take a dump on you. You do it to yourself all the time.
Audrey: I'm not bad with a little hot sauce.
Well shit, blu. You're up early! I better put on my dungarees for what you might spew next.
O: Dungarees? Ummm, they call them jeans now. My God, how old are you?
Slowpoke. You need more caffeine. "Dung"arees. The theme here is poop, remember, stinky? Right up your so called alley.
@Audrey: When a man tries to sell himself as "not bad with a little hot sauce", it makes you wonder if "little" is the operative word. (Sorry, blu. You really did set yourself up for that one) (I will not continue down that path in this banterfest. We've beaten that horse to death.)
O: Stick it up your Hershey Highway.
O: By "that horse", do you mean the one you see in the mirror every day?(If you can stand to look in the mirror.)
You can Hershey's Kiss my highway and my alley, blu. Dark chocolate is supposed to be good for the heart. Oh, I almost forgot. You don't have one.
O: Not having a heart isn't as bad as your lack of a working sphincter. Oh I forgot. You do have a mouth. Sorry.
But it's you who's talking shit, blu.... Just sayin'.....
O: Judging from your last three pathetic attempts at banter, looks like you're the one eating it.
Well you stepped in it, blu. And then put your foot in my mouth.

Maybe it's the crappy subject, but do you get the feeling that we are the only two people in this virtual boxing ring? The thought of that scares the shit out of me!
O: Your foot's already in your mouth.
I thought it tasted familiar.
O: You don't really need me any more if you're just going to insult yourself.
Who said I needed you at all, blu? Today's banter isn't all it's cracked up to be....
In my head I am hearing the song...

"...throw a little log on the fire.."

I don't feel well. Now I have even more reason to be suspicious of donuts!
The good news for this Sunday is that I don't live in Texas! E-Gads! All of the sudden my no sugar/sweetner/possessed food diet is not sounding so bad.
I may just eat beige food for a while....