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A peer-reviewed comparison. The peer was also Sruly, which explains some of the scores.
| Category | A Regular Guy | Sruly |
|---|---|---|
| Sees a watermelon | Eats it | Becomes it |
| Enters a hardware store | Buys a screwdriver | Salutes the shop vacs, buys nothing |
| Opens front camera by accident | Closes it immediately | Takes 14 photos, keeps the worst one |
| GPS says "turn left" | Turns left | Personally offended, photographs own confusion |
| Alarm goes off | Wakes up | Opens negotiations. Loses. Sleeps through the victory lap |
| Sees own reflection | Keeps walking | Salutes. Waits for it to salute back. It’s been years |
| Text from Mom | Replies | Screenshots it, sends the screenshot back to her |
| Job interview | Prepares answers | Lists the watermelon as a reference |
| Packs for a trip | Clothes, charger, toothbrush | Helmet, sunglasses, no pants. Confirms no pants at destination |
| Orders at a restaurant | Orders own meal | Orders confidently wrong for the entire table, calls it leadership |
| Financial plan | Savings account | This website |
| Reaction to this table | Laughs | Asks if he won |
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Every honor Sruly has ever earned, exhaustively listed.
Key milestones, as remembered by people who were there and wish they weren’t.
Conducted under laboratory conditions (his kitchen). Results peer-reviewed by the cat.
Exceeds container. Engineers are concerned.
Genuinely impressive. Nobody knows why he has this.
Elbow angle wrong, wrist wrong, commitment absolute.
Has never once read the room. Has read the menu twice, ordered wrong both times.
Score includes partial credit for eventually being found.
Sensor returned no data. Sensor has resigned.
A curated retrospective of a man the front camera has repeatedly tried to warn.
The man you just watched wear a watermelon as a helmet is afraid of tomatoes. Not allergic. Afraid. We stopped looking for the logic and started keeping records.
| Threat | Threat Level | Documented Response |
|---|---|---|
| Cherry tomato | Severe | Leaves the room. It is the size of a grape. He knows. He leaves anyway |
| Tomato slice on a burger | Critical | Disassembles the burger in the parking lot like a bomb technician |
| Ketchup | None, somehow | Completely fine. Says it is "processed." The fear has loopholes. The loopholes have fries |
| Salsa | Elevated | Approaches holding chips as a shield. Eats around the tomato in a tomato-based dip |
| Tomato soup | Contained | Drinks it, but only after renaming it "red soup." Renaming the threat is his entire coping strategy |
| A tomato rolling toward him | Maximum | Verified sprint. Current personal best. His only recorded cardio |
| Watermelon (control group) | Zero | Wore it on his head for three hours. Science has closed the file |
"It’s the seeds. They’re watching."
- Sruly, asked to elaborate, declining to elaborate, leavingFiled by eyewitnesses. Sworn before the cat. Disputed by no one, including him. Two cases are cleared for public release.
Background. Edward Fortyhands: a ceremony in which one (1) forty-ounce beer is taped to each hand, and neither hand is freed until both are empty. Sruly entered with total confidence and two bottles somebody handed him.
The incident. Both bottles were non-alcoholic. The labels said 0.0% in letters visible from across the room. Sruly did not check the labels. Sruly announced he was "feeling it" at ounce twelve. By ounce forty he was giving a toast to friendship. By ounce sixty he had challenged the refrigerator to arm wrestle and declared himself "unwell in a cool way."
Discovery. He drank all eighty ounces. He noticed at the recycling bin, holding two empty bottles of 0.0% beer, hands finally free, blood alcohol content also 0.0%, matching the label at last.
Conclusion. The placebo effect has since retired, stating it had "reached the top of the profession and there was nothing left to prove."
Background. The subject, age five, located a full cup of olive oil and identified it, with the certainty that would go on to define his entire career, as apple juice. It was gold. It was in a cup. His investigation ended there.
The incident. He raised the cup to his lips with both hands and full commitment. A brother crossed the kitchen in what family historians still call the finest defensive play of the decade and stopped the cup at the buzzer. Zero ounces were consumed. It remains the only time in recorded history that Sruly was stopped before finishing a beverage.
Subject statement. He maintains, twenty years later, that he "would have known after one sip."
Conclusion. Refer to Case 1, in which he had eighty ounces of evidence and knew nothing. Case closed. Cup confiscated. Brother never thanked.
Some gave their all. One gave its rind.
Produce Section: The Incident
It was ripe. It was round. It had seeds, and it had dreams. Then Sruly walked in with a spoon and a vision. It served as a helmet for three hours and held that man’s head together better than his decisions ever did. It deserved a fruit salad. It got Sparta.
Rest easy, soldier. Your sacrifice funds this donation page.
Direct quotes. We wrote them down so he can be studied later.
"You miss 100% of the naps you don’t take."
- Sruly, mid-nap"The GPS is just one opinion."
- Sruly, lost"A helmet is a helmet if you believe in it."
- Sruly, wearing produce"I don’t need a plan. I need a snack."
- Sruly, executing neither"Salute first. Ask questions never."
- Sruly, aisle 7"The front camera adds confidence."
- Sruly, incorrectSourced from people who were legally nearby.
"I built him this website against my better judgment."
- His Brother, Webmaster (unpaid)"He wore the watermelon for three hours. We were out of watermelon after that."
- Eyewitness, still processing"Who?"
- Neighbor, two doors down"Please tell him the salute means something in the military. You can’t just do it at a shop vac."
- Concerned Veteran"10/10 would be photographed next to him again. It makes me look incredible."
- The Guy In The Other Wig Hat"Refund policy unclear."
- Early Donor"He’s very special."
- Mom, legally obligated"Recalculating."
- His GPS, exhausted"I have processed 7,000 of his selfies. I am requesting a transfer to the back camera."
- Front Camera, iPhone"I was a good melon. I had seeds. I had dreams."
- The Watermelon, posthumouslyNobody has asked these. We are being proactive.
Scroll up. That’s him. In the watermelon.
Watermelons are seasonal. Greatness is not. The math simply doesn’t work without your support.
No. This is a real Sruly. There is a difference, legally and spiritually.
Gas station snacks, replacement watermelons, and at least one (1) apology to the hardware store.
Every donation is final, much like Sruly’s decision to carve a helmet out of fruit.
He will be. That’s the best part.
It’s the hero image. It’s the first thing anyone sees. His grandchildren will see it. Search engines are indexing it as we speak.
He asked us to leave this section blank until further notice. It has been 11 months.