* 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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Loud one
When I was a student, I went to visit a mate in Cambridge. We went round to a house where there was an average sized living room filled with about 20 people, all smoking away. So I got pretty ripped up, then had a paranoia moment that lasted about half an hour, during which time I had a colossal fart brewing, and didn't want to fart in front of 20 complete strangers. I spent what seemed like a year trying to work out whether I could sneak it out quietly, or whether it was going to be a rumbler. In the end it just dropped out because of the pressure, and at that bloody exact moment the whole room had stopped talking at the same time, heard it and stared at stoned paranoid me. I've never felt like such an arse.
( , Fri 13 Jul 2007, 20:27, Reply)
When I was a student, I went to visit a mate in Cambridge. We went round to a house where there was an average sized living room filled with about 20 people, all smoking away. So I got pretty ripped up, then had a paranoia moment that lasted about half an hour, during which time I had a colossal fart brewing, and didn't want to fart in front of 20 complete strangers. I spent what seemed like a year trying to work out whether I could sneak it out quietly, or whether it was going to be a rumbler. In the end it just dropped out because of the pressure, and at that bloody exact moment the whole room had stopped talking at the same time, heard it and stared at stoned paranoid me. I've never felt like such an arse.
( , Fri 13 Jul 2007, 20:27, Reply)
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