* 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.
( , Fri 13 Jul 2007, 14:01)
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.
( , Fri 13 Jul 2007, 14:01)
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A rude awakening.....
Right.... first post be gentle etc, etc. One morning while still soundly asleep, Mrs. Child (standing at very cute 5 foot nothing and with a look that says butter wouldn't melt) decided to release a little excess gas her stomach had been holding onto overnight. Suddenly, I was violently brought back to consciousness and reeled from the vile stench that now surrounded me. On reflection the thing that made this special.... was the fact that it was completely silent and I continued to sleep peacefully for another few minutes before she moved and released the demon...... it was the godawful smell alone which had torn me from my state of rest!
Surprisingly, me and Mrs. Child are still together and a reduction of spicy foods and veg in her diet have helped prevent a repeat performance of that morning of which we do not speak. Except I've just posted it on here..... sh*t.
Length? About 2 minutes journey, arse to nose.
( , Fri 13 Jul 2007, 15:14, Reply)
Right.... first post be gentle etc, etc. One morning while still soundly asleep, Mrs. Child (standing at very cute 5 foot nothing and with a look that says butter wouldn't melt) decided to release a little excess gas her stomach had been holding onto overnight. Suddenly, I was violently brought back to consciousness and reeled from the vile stench that now surrounded me. On reflection the thing that made this special.... was the fact that it was completely silent and I continued to sleep peacefully for another few minutes before she moved and released the demon...... it was the godawful smell alone which had torn me from my state of rest!
Surprisingly, me and Mrs. Child are still together and a reduction of spicy foods and veg in her diet have helped prevent a repeat performance of that morning of which we do not speak. Except I've just posted it on here..... sh*t.
Length? About 2 minutes journey, arse to nose.
( , Fri 13 Jul 2007, 15:14, Reply)
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