* PFFT *I've been pretty farty all week, but 2 large helpings of sausage and lentil stew last night have really tipped things over the edge. I swear you can see these ones.
I'm here at work trying to hold them in so I (a) don't have to keep nipping to the loo like a madman and (b) don't gas half the office, but it's becoming increasingly difficult. I might rupture something if I'm not careful.
Tell us all about your own fartiness.
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chthonic, Fri 13 Jul 2007, 14:01)
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Tightarses in more ways than oneI used to work with three guys who had the same boss as I did. This boss was a total tightarse. I mean, immediately he would leave for the day, he would fill his thermos at the hot water boiler, steal a tea bag, and go home, so he could have two nice cups of tea on the work tab once he got home. He used to also complain bitterly that the 10 cents charged by the work canteen was just exorbitant, so he used to bring his own to work, storing them in one of those glass biscuit jars with the rubber lid seal. My three workmates and I were at morning tea one day, and when the boss walked in they were all attention. When he got his cup of tea ('forgetting' to put his money in the honesty box in return) and dunked his first biscuit, I thought the three of them were pitching a fit. In between suppressed laughter, they told me they had all taken turns farting into his biscuit stash that morning. The boss, thankfully, was blissfully aware, but the guys got such a kick out of this 'extra' biscuit topping, that they continued to 'fumigate' his biscuit stash on a regular basis until he left. Good times, good times...
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Shazzoir Old enough to know better young enough not to care, Fri 13 Jul 2007, 15:21,
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