Embalming Fluid Is New Date-Rape Drug
“Police are investigating claims a woman clubber was raped after accepting a cigarette spiked with embalming fluid. The 30-year-old is thought to be first victim in Britain of the bizarre date rape ploy… The use of spiked cigarettes — known as ‘fries’ — in date rapes first emerged in America. Police there have warned undertakers to ensure embalming fluid — a mixture of formaldehyde, methanol, ethanol and other solvents — is stored securely. A study by the Texas Commission on Alcohol and Drugs Abuse found ‘fries’ cause hallucinations, delusions and unconsciousness. Author Kathy Bell said: ‘Some men interviewed for this study said, ‘You can control a girl more than you can with rohypnol’.’ One US internet website warned: ‘Cigarettes soaked in embalming fluid have most recently emerged as a form of date rape drug. This drug adds an incredible level of danger to the user — it can kill.’” —Daily Record (UK)
(Thanks to alanr for the link.)
When a girl is frigid, it means she doesn’t want to put out. When a cadaver is frigid, it can’t help but put out. To bridge the gap between resistance and passivity, rapists are now turning to embalming fluid, which apparently packs quite a whallop to the system. Apparently the physical effects can include hallucinations, toxic psychosis, delusions, panic, paranoia, loss of consciousness — and increased sexual arousal (no kidding). It can also include bronchitis, body tissue destruction, inflammation, brain damage, and death. Naturally this raises a question: if you overdose on embalming fluid, do you automatically become a mummy?
Needless to say, you can never help but be amazed by the weird combinations of drugs that intrepid self-abusers come up with. Who would think to soak a cigarette in embalming fluid, of all things? Evidently it’s a well-known combination dating back to the 1970s, and usually it’s done not to tobacco but to marijuana cigarettes, sometimes in combination with PCP. There are a veritable host of street names for the concoction: fry, dank, sherm, wets, wet-daddy, wack, illy, hydro, fry sticks, fry-sweets, etc. Apparently funeral homes and morgues are being cautioned to secure their supplies of embalming fluid — which makes you wonder if wannabe date-rapists will end up raiding cemeteries, dumping fresh bodies out of their coffins to siphon out the embalming fluid. Maybe you can just make an incision in the body, stick a cigarette into the wound, and it will soak up enough death dope to knock your victim unconscious…
Another good reason, not to smoke.
beware of any guy that asks you out for a
“shake and fries’
whatever happend to just trying to get a girl drunk?
embalming fluid is a term for Liquid PCP. Get it Right for fuck sakes!
fucking media spin!
You don’t fuxing smoke embalming fluid.
embalming fluid might be a term for liquid pcp where you live fuck shit, but people do smoke it… get a grip
I love to masturbate while thinking of dead women laying there for at least a week. I think their breast and arms are creamy and I have a word for this, called arromancing, the liquid oozes out of the derm and smells like old or dried urine, a heavenly smell to me, so I think the dead ones are oozing on themselves and I masturbate to this thought.
I thought of a fantasized figure, dand. when I say the word dand, just the word drives me wild. dand was a fantasized man who died in the town of ladonda, another fantasized town. His hairy arms bloated up and his stink was delightful, to the young girl named princess ladurn, who held the man in her arms.
I have never fucked a dead one before but have a desire to so hope to get the opportunity.
ron
I masturbate to the smells of women dead for a week, and think they smell like dried urine. I think of minda maureen, or dirty dirty candy spoiling in their apartments, and their amrs and breasts smell like old urine.
I hope to get the chance to really fuck or mince with a woman who has been dead awhile, and that her smell turns me on.
ron
hahahahhaha ron’s
a fuckin freak
love it
I love to think of bloated dead gals, and thoughts of dirty candy and minda maureen fill me mind. I know laying a dead gal is wrong but it turns me on to think of the gal’s bloated arms smelling like old urine as she rots away. I know I am thought of as sick, but I am not. I think of mincing things all of the time. hopd to touch a dead gal some day.
ron
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