* 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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Hello Everyone! First post here!
Well, like many others I enjoy a good guff, especially at the most inappropriate of times. A good instance was when I went to the cinema to see Kill Bill Vol. 2. For anyone who hasn’t seen it there’s a bit where Uma Thurman goes up a hill and starts on an old man. Anyway, after a big ruck, they sit down and have a cup of tea, if my memory serves me correctly, and everything is all peaceful and serene. It was at this point my anus decided to voice its opinion on Tarantino’s latest effort. I had my cinema seat at that 45 degree angle with my feet on the chairs in front (’coz I’m bad). But my bumhole was positioned so it was half on and half off the seat in what I’ve come to describe as the ‘half moon’ position and this causes the most intense reverb. When I let rip, it produced the loudest, driest, THX surround sound fart I’ve ever produced. My female companion and I imploded with hysterics, tears streaming down my face. And just as I composed myself, I’d hear a muffled snigger from my pal which would set me off again and vice versa for her. This interchange went on for at least 20 minutes. I had to stuff my hat in my mouth while I convulsed with suppressed laughter in order not to disturb other moviegoers.
Still, it was the best part about the film if you ask me; they should add it to the commentary track on the DVD.
( , Tue 17 Jul 2007, 23:13, Reply)
Well, like many others I enjoy a good guff, especially at the most inappropriate of times. A good instance was when I went to the cinema to see Kill Bill Vol. 2. For anyone who hasn’t seen it there’s a bit where Uma Thurman goes up a hill and starts on an old man. Anyway, after a big ruck, they sit down and have a cup of tea, if my memory serves me correctly, and everything is all peaceful and serene. It was at this point my anus decided to voice its opinion on Tarantino’s latest effort. I had my cinema seat at that 45 degree angle with my feet on the chairs in front (’coz I’m bad). But my bumhole was positioned so it was half on and half off the seat in what I’ve come to describe as the ‘half moon’ position and this causes the most intense reverb. When I let rip, it produced the loudest, driest, THX surround sound fart I’ve ever produced. My female companion and I imploded with hysterics, tears streaming down my face. And just as I composed myself, I’d hear a muffled snigger from my pal which would set me off again and vice versa for her. This interchange went on for at least 20 minutes. I had to stuff my hat in my mouth while I convulsed with suppressed laughter in order not to disturb other moviegoers.
Still, it was the best part about the film if you ask me; they should add it to the commentary track on the DVD.
( , Tue 17 Jul 2007, 23:13, Reply)
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