* 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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It wasn't me! - he he
Once the lovey-dovey-ness of our relationship had worn off (6 mnths or so max) after begging, yes begging from my then boyf now hubby, I finally farted in front of him, but for practice I waited for him to go to sleep and let rip a thunderous roar. He shot out of bed scared shitless thinking something had exploded. After I had finally stopped crying through laughing, I explained it was me letting one go.
Another time whilst he was asleep (or so I thought) I inched over to him in bed in the spoon position sat on his knee and sneaked one out giggling to hear a grumpy bastrd moan "I'm bloody awake Thank you!" which made me laugh even more.
his is not a public thing - I will hold em everywhere else though, miss lady who doth not fart!!!
( , Fri 13 Jul 2007, 21:24, Reply)
Once the lovey-dovey-ness of our relationship had worn off (6 mnths or so max) after begging, yes begging from my then boyf now hubby, I finally farted in front of him, but for practice I waited for him to go to sleep and let rip a thunderous roar. He shot out of bed scared shitless thinking something had exploded. After I had finally stopped crying through laughing, I explained it was me letting one go.
Another time whilst he was asleep (or so I thought) I inched over to him in bed in the spoon position sat on his knee and sneaked one out giggling to hear a grumpy bastrd moan "I'm bloody awake Thank you!" which made me laugh even more.
his is not a public thing - I will hold em everywhere else though, miss lady who doth not fart!!!
( , Fri 13 Jul 2007, 21:24, Reply)
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