How did this dog get so drunk? (in Off-topic)


AdminQBGentlemanLoser [{END}] January 8 2008 3:33 AM EST


Dog hospitalised for being over the limit

DH January 8 2008 3:37 AM EST

thats awesome

QBJohnnywas January 8 2008 3:37 AM EST

He went out for a drink with G Beee.

AdminNightStrike January 8 2008 5:42 AM EST

"The hungry pooch had stolen and secretly devoured half a kilogramme of fresh yeast dough from the kitchen. Alcohol had formed inside his stomach as a result of the fermentation process, leaving poor old Dingo stone drunk."

Interesting...

QBRanger January 8 2008 5:43 AM EST

Let us ask Beee tomorrow if it works on humans. I am sure he would have tried it by then.

AdminQBGentlemanLoser [{END}] January 8 2008 5:44 AM EST

I was thinking that myself NS. ;)

QBsutekh137 January 8 2008 11:09 AM EST

After seeing stoppers and lids blown off of heavily-active mead primaries, I would highly advise against trying to turn your stomach into a fermentation device. *smile* If the CO2 pocket builds in a spot where you can't get rid of it, top or bottom, I'd expect you would die. The yeast isn't going to stop just because it is distending your abdomen to the breaking point. Don't mess with yeast!

I'm surprised the dog survived this!

Hyrule Castle [Defy] January 8 2008 1:31 PM EST

moral of the story: don't eat raw dough...

AdminG Beee January 8 2008 2:01 PM EST

Party at my house !

Jamba in da Juice January 8 2008 4:13 PM EST

probably stole it from my bro's pizzeria. I remember when he was talkin about cleaning up at the end of the day and the dough would run seep through your hand and smell like someone pored a bunch of alcohol in it.

Thraklight Resonance January 8 2008 6:46 PM EST

"After seeing stoppers and lids blown off of heavily-active mead primaries, I would highly advise against trying to turn your stomach into a fermentation device. !"

One of my undergraduate chemistry friends experimented one year with home brewing and bottling. Another friend helped him brew a large batch one night, but they really mistimed fermentation and bottled everything before it was safe to do so. Brent, as we called him (all mad scientists are named Brent at heart), was in another room across the hall when he heard a small explosion and glass breaking. Then he heard another explosion. Then another. Then the remaining batch of what started out as 48 or 60 bottles went off like a string of firecrackers.

And so the improvised beer explosive device was born.
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