* 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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Work farts...
As many of you know, I am unhappy at my workplace (where I no longer work by the way) particularly with my CEO. About a year ago, I used to bring my dog to work with me every day. It's a small company, so it was nice to have the dog in there, wandering around, inspecting scents and what not...
Until one day, my dog must have overheard me complaining about my boss to my Dad on my cell because, shortly after I got settled in my office, Goose, an English Mastiff, decided he needed a stroll 'round. He walks right into the CEO's office and launches what may well be the most rancid fart I have ever smelled...complete with audio.
THEN, he casually turns around, and walks out of the office and trots back to mine. Moments after his return to my office, the CEO's face appears in my doorway telling me "Keep that damned dog in your own office. He just farted in mine and I am going to have to work from the conference room. I cant concentrate."
Of course, I had to inspect and before I even got INTO the office, the stench was seeping out into the halls. It nearly made me gag.
Good dog....good dog.
( , Fri 13 Jul 2007, 17:38, Reply)
As many of you know, I am unhappy at my workplace (where I no longer work by the way) particularly with my CEO. About a year ago, I used to bring my dog to work with me every day. It's a small company, so it was nice to have the dog in there, wandering around, inspecting scents and what not...
Until one day, my dog must have overheard me complaining about my boss to my Dad on my cell because, shortly after I got settled in my office, Goose, an English Mastiff, decided he needed a stroll 'round. He walks right into the CEO's office and launches what may well be the most rancid fart I have ever smelled...complete with audio.
THEN, he casually turns around, and walks out of the office and trots back to mine. Moments after his return to my office, the CEO's face appears in my doorway telling me "Keep that damned dog in your own office. He just farted in mine and I am going to have to work from the conference room. I cant concentrate."
Of course, I had to inspect and before I even got INTO the office, the stench was seeping out into the halls. It nearly made me gag.
Good dog....good dog.
( , Fri 13 Jul 2007, 17:38, Reply)
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