* 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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as you'd expectthe bedshitter was pretty special at farting.
the first night i spent with him, he was still my boss and i still thought he had some charming elements about him.
he was living in a very long, thin basement flat in clapham. the kitchen was at one end of it and the garden was at the other. i went back to his after the pub, and after a lot of cider and a lot of fooling around, i went to sit outside in the garden. he went to the kitchen to get more cider.
from the other end of a victorian house, through victorian thick brick walls, the guff that he released sounded loud and clear. i swear to god it went on for over 5 whole seconds. i nearly fell off my chair, when, to quote the kid's song, "along came another, just like its brother, 5,4,3,2,1".
fucking disgusting!
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rachelswipe with a fork, Mon 16 Jul 2007, 17:23,
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