Is this now the unofficial sport of PD.com?
It may as well be.
For some strange reason I'm compelled to give it a try.
This. I'm starting to get all giddy inside. I feel like I'm bubbling over with girlish glee.
When I started this, here was the sequence of events:
1. Realization that I had eaten nothing but pizza for 2 days, and fast food for 2 days before that.
2. Roommate says, "You want to eat oranges until we puke?"
3. Laughing until I couldn't breathe
People kept asking me, WHY? And I had no fucking idea why I was doing it, just that it was something that nobody just does unless it's for a joke or a project or something. But there's always a good reason and I didn't have one. If there is a such thing as Free Will, I think this is how you demonstrate it.
That was what I loved about it too! Also the absurdly small number of oranges it is possible to eat.
As I ate my 12th orange, FBF was all "YOU ARE A WINNER" and we both laughed.
I admit, my laughter was a little weak for fear of puking.
I still feel like I have oranges in me.