Tue 10 Oct 2006
I Put a Spell On You
Posted by anaglyph under Books, Scary, Words
[16] Comments
For reasons with which none of you should really concern yourselves just now*, I had cause last evening to be looking through one of my books on Black Magic†. I discovered these two gems which I thought it was only fair I should share:
To find out if a girl is still a virgin:
Pulverise some lily pollen, and find an opportunity of making her swallow it without knowing, for example at a table in some dish. If she is no longer a virgin she will be seized with an irresistible urge to urinate.
Now this sounds like a pretty good party trick, right fellas? I don’t find myself at tables full of virgins very often these days, so I think the lily pollen method is likely to result in a sudden rush for the lady’s room. This can only be a source of mirth.
If you don’t get caught.
An outcome which is much more likely while attempting the next piece of hocus pocus:
To know a woman’s most intimate secrets:
Take a live toad, pull its tongue out and throw the toad back into the water. Put this tongue on the woman’s heart while she is still asleep and she will talk and answer all your questions.
(Second method: take a pigeon’s heart and a toad’s head, dry them and reduce them to a powder which you must sprinkle lightly over the stomach of the sleeping woman. The effect will be the same).
OK. So, aside from the possible animal cruelty issues, there are a number of hurdles that I can see:
•Finding a toad ~ Toads are not plentiful in my neighbourhood, although I guess if you’re in Queensland it’s not such a biggie.
•Tearing its tongue out ~ Now, I really haven’t had reason to try this, but it doesn’t sound too easy to me. You know, “Yeah, just pull its tongue out” like when someone says “Yeah, just make sure you keep all three chainsaws in the air as the kitten exits your left hand…”
•Taking out a pigeon’s heart ~ It doesn’t say whether you’re supposed to rip out the heart and throw the pigeon back into the air, but going on the toad instructions, one must assume something like this would be required. That’s likely to be fairly messy.
•Finding a sleeping woman ~ Chance would be a fine thing.
•Putting sundry animal bits on sleeping woman without waking her up ~ Also, taking them off afterwards. Otherwise, in the morning she wonders where the hell all the rancid-smelling dust came from and… eeeww, blecch… is that a slug…??? (Ooh, er, no dear, that looks like a toad’s tongue to me…) Oh, that’s alright then.
This book has much, much more. I just know you’re all itching to find out how to make an homunculus. And then what to do with one once you have.
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*All I’m going to say at this stage is ‘Spammers Beware!’
†Yes, I have more than one. And I own a black cat. ph33r m3!
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Don’t forget the ‘Insincerity‘ launch – October 31st!
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” I just know you’re all itching to find out how to make an homonculus. And then what to do with one once you have.”
You put it on a horse in the Melbourne Cup, don’t you?
Interesting post, Reverend!
Questions. First, re: lily pollen. If she’s still a virgin, what happens? Irresistible urge to *not* urinate? Resistible urge e.g. “Hello, I feel a sudden need to wee… pah! It’s not so bad, what were you saying, dear?” And what if a “he” consumes the lily pollen?
Second, re: recycling. Did you note any entries calling for tongueless toad or heartless pigeon?
Talk about a sorce o mirth!
Imagine Sleepin Beauty sayin stuff like, “I am a virrrrrginnnnn, purrrrrre as th drivvvvvvvn snowwwwwww. Ive been touchd by noooooo mannnnn” — but sayin it wit a toads voice!
I’m laughing too hard right now to type….!!!
As appealing as the embarassment of non-virgins and the knowing of intimate secrets could be, I can’t WAIT to know about the homunculus because I already have a multitude of plans for him. If it involves toads and pidgeons I can always send my own black cat out to fetch them. I’m sure he’d relish that task. I’d be lucky if there were any tongues or hearts left at the end of it, however.
Right now I’m thinking my homonculus could best serve me in Telstra’s head offices.
Im laughing so hard right now that i have an irresistible urge to urinate……..and i didnt even sprinkle pulverised lily pollen on my weeties today – weird!
OK Rev – when do we see Voodoo Cows? And what supplications will be necessary to have them stampede the spammers?
You know, when you couple this post with the Hilary/Condi post, I’m really worried about you, my friend.
evenstar: Hmm. Good tip. So watch out for the horse with the even smaller than usual and very ugly jockey… As for Voodoo Cows… there’s something even better in the pipeline. Stay tuned!
Jam: Interesting questions there. Maybe I’ll have to try it and report back. Here’s another thing that occurred to me: Pulverise some lily pollen? How bleedin’ fine does it have to be?
Joey: She’d sound like she had a frog in her throat.
Pixie: Hello! At least you’re not weeing like Tastes like chicken!!
Bean: Telstra already has an homonculus and his name is Sol Trujillo. The problem is, he’s not on our side. We need to send in our own homunculus and then have the Battle of the Homunculi!
Tastes like chicken: Is pulverised lily pollen your usual Weeties topping? You realise of course that you just revealed to everyone that you’re not a virgin.
Joe: You’ve gotta admit Joe, things couldn’t be a whole lot worse if I was in charge. And they’d be a damn sight more entertaining.
If anyone needs some toads, just let me know and I’ll send you some. I’m a queenslander, so there’s a plentiful supply…
Everyone thinks they can do a better job, my friend. And I didn’t say you couldn’t do a better job. All I’m saying is that I’m a bit worried about you.
oh, i tried the toad thing. nothing too interesting, lots of shoes and pink shoes and shoes of other colours and also something about using tongue for other things. other than that, not much
Purple Dragon: Thanks for the tip. I’m expecting to be sending bulk orders any day now.
Joe: If you’re worried about my sanity, well then I lost that a l-o-n-g time back. Ditto soul.
treespotter: Are you sure that woman was sleeping?
Alas, pulverised lily pollen isn’t my our usual Weeties topping but as of now! its on my shopping list.
my our!!…..yes yes i know…
A non-virgin schizophrenic to boot.