Alright y’all, buckle up ’cause this week’s experiment got… uh, personal. Yeah, the title doesn’t lie. After seeing wild claims online – some saying it’s magic superfood, others screaming it’s poison – I figured screw it, let’s find out the messy truth myself. This ain’t science class, it’s real life, DIY edition.
Getting The “Stuff” (Awkward Phase)
First step? Obviously, sourcing the damn “material.” No fancy lab vials here. Me and my partner had a seriously weird conversation. Had to straight-up explain this weirdo experiment I was doing. Got some serious side-eye, let me tell ya. Managed to uh… collect it straight into a clean little glass. Looked about like what you’d expect – cloudy, kinda slippery. Honestly, felt a bit ridiculous holding it under the kitchen light. Zero clinical vibes, just me feeling dumb.
Taking The Plunge (The Gulp)
Staring at the glass. Smell’s not strong, just kinda… musky? Salty? Okay, enough stalling. Poured it into a shot glass ’cause why the hell not. Nose pinched. Eyes squeezed shut. Chugged that sucker back.
- Taste? Damn salty. Like seawater concentrated. Strong aftertaste hung around, kinda bitter-ish.
- Texture? Not grossly slimy, just thin and watery going down. Easy swallow, physically.
Immediate reaction? Mostly just “Ugh, that salt is intense!” and a weird feeling of “Did I really just do that for the internet?” Mild heartburn popped up maybe 10 minutes later? Could’ve been psychosomatic.
The Aftermath (Days Later)
Here’s the real tea. Observed myself like a paranoid hawk the next 24 hours.
- Stomach? No rebellion. Zero nausea, cramps, nada. Just felt… normal.
- System? Digestive business as usual. No weird reactions hitting the bathroom.
- Skin? No magical glow-up. No sudden acne invasion either.
- Energy? Didn’t feel any superhuman boost. Felt tired later, but that was probably binge-watching shows.
Checked health resources afterward (too late, I know). Turns out the big scare is STIs – anything lurking inside gets a direct ticket into your system. That’s the real scary part they don’t shout enough about.
So, The Ugly Truth?
Physically, swallowing was like drinking extra-salty seawater. Taste sucked. Mouth felt weird for a bit. No superpowers. No instant death. But this experiment was frankly dumb and risky for one main reason I kinda ignored upfront: disease. If that sample had any nasties (thank god my partner’s clean and tested regularly), I could’ve landed in a world of hurt. It ain’t poison, but it ain’t clean either. It’s body fluid with potential hidden baggage. Big props to my partner for rolling with this weird request, honestly. Won’t be doing that specific taste-test again. Mission accomplished, lesson learned the awkward way.
