how to give yourself a mental torture at work
Imagine, your static ass toiling behind a trail of mess left by your mongoloid colleague… feeling tired and dejected, you decided to take a break by surfing over to some random blogs, and you stumble into this site:
Your eyes begin to well up with tears and veins pop out on your temple. Your heart rate increases and asshole puckers - when you see heaps of succulent food pictures there, enticing you to take a bite off them. In a split of a second, your head start to spin and when you reaches the breaking point of your sanity, you start to assault the ‘food’ out of sheer uncontrollable reflex - only to realize that it’s a boner and you being silly for trying to grab that hallucination of edible objects wickedly projected on that glossy WUXGA LCD screen. The food aren’t real. They’re there to make you go insane.
That was what happened to me a few days ago. Don’t visit that site at all cost. (unless you readily have a burrito or at least some pancakes within your reach)