
I actually made these sugar pills a few years ago, and in fact sold a few bottles at my dealers table as a gag. But they were only scanned last night, to add to an Fchan thread headed "What Made You Furry"!
Gawd, furries can be so literal minded sometimes...
Gawd, furries can be so literal minded sometimes...
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It was just the thread itself that made me say that. I mean, what kind of question is "what made you furry"? It isn't like being "furry" is like being made of matter or anti-matter, or being Chinese or Italian. "Furry" isn't what I am, it's just a taste, and your taste in things forms over time through a number of probably irreconstructable exposures. But evidently the answer expected was "D-uh, I sawed Swat Cats on March 11th. 1989 and was scarred for life." And that was the sort of answers people gave, too... Sheesh.
(PS -- I posted a picture of Mlle. Hepzibah from the 1960's... )
(PS -- I posted a picture of Mlle. Hepzibah from the 1960's... )
Those are just sugar sprinkles, like you get on cakes or muffins. I think I bought them at a bulk store. After severl years I would be surprised if they were a little stale. You aren't supposed to flush prescriptions down the toilet, and one can only wonder what might happen if this were a real drug and somebody flushed *it* down the toilet. Outbreaks of Hippolions and Cheetaferrets all over the city?
I played a rather mean prank on a furry once. During a chat on FurryMuck, I managed to convince this poor soul that I was in a secret government science lab, undergoing genetic experiments based on data obtained from the UFOs that crashed near Area 51.
...Well, to be completely fair, I'm not sure I had him 100% convinced. But at the same time he found it necessary to track down my phone number at work (not an easy task!) and call me -- only to hang up as soon as I picked up the phone. I had told him the "experiment" had left me without the ability to speak, and he apparently wanted to verify my claim.
As you say, they can be terribly literal-minded.
...Well, to be completely fair, I'm not sure I had him 100% convinced. But at the same time he found it necessary to track down my phone number at work (not an easy task!) and call me -- only to hang up as soon as I picked up the phone. I had told him the "experiment" had left me without the ability to speak, and he apparently wanted to verify my claim.
As you say, they can be terribly literal-minded.
Reminds me of a couple similar exploits in my past... I had a few people convinced that there were actually two people in the room, one of which was an anthro dragon (and I'd use different font colors when I was "typing for him" and such), though I don't actually know how convinced they were...
A more mundane example was, on an old web-based game's site, having three to five of my handles start entering the chat at various times. At one point, someone made a comment like, "Geez, those two really play off each other well, don't they?" Or some other way of essentially accusing them of being the same person. So, out of boredom, one of them started chatting with the person, while another one of my handles accused him and me of being the same person. *giggles*
A more mundane example was, on an old web-based game's site, having three to five of my handles start entering the chat at various times. At one point, someone made a comment like, "Geez, those two really play off each other well, don't they?" Or some other way of essentially accusing them of being the same person. So, out of boredom, one of them started chatting with the person, while another one of my handles accused him and me of being the same person. *giggles*
You know a funny thing about this is under my religion furries as in a modern sense does exist and has existed for as long as time began... We just took on the disguise of man and after a while we have forgotten how to remove this disguise to be ourselves once again.... But for in the furrydom a lot of humans put on the disguise of animals so I'm wondering besides the joke of the pills if the people wear their disguises long enough will they forget on how to take them off as well?
The trick is getting the gel capsules. Maybe your drugstore would let you have some, or sell them. I got them from someone who used to work at a pharmaceutical company. These days with the hyper paranoia about drugs -- common cold pills taken off shelves because you can cook one of the ingrediants as a step toward making amphetamine or whatever -- it's possible the druggist will look suspiciously at you and ask what you want them for.
"Why, to make transforming pills of course!"
Oh, yeaaaaah? Wait a moment while I make a quick phone call? (Marge! What's the number for the police?)
In any case, you could buy some Contaact or something, and dump the regular medication out. get some candy sprinkles from somewhere -- a bulk grocer maybe, or a baker. Then compose your lable in Photoshop or Word Doc. Print it out. Use an old plastic prescription drug container. It's all I did. Voila.
"Why, to make transforming pills of course!"
Oh, yeaaaaah? Wait a moment while I make a quick phone call? (Marge! What's the number for the police?)
In any case, you could buy some Contaact or something, and dump the regular medication out. get some candy sprinkles from somewhere -- a bulk grocer maybe, or a baker. Then compose your lable in Photoshop or Word Doc. Print it out. Use an old plastic prescription drug container. It's all I did. Voila.
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