Nasal nostalgia…

I come in search of answers…

When I was at school there was a lad called Stuart. He and I were ‘Toilet twins’ (not in any way shape or form to be confused with ‘Toilet traders’).

No, a ‘Toilet twin’ is a non-relative that for some inexplicable reason always needs the toilet at the same time as you, and vice versa (when it’s all ‘one-way’ then that’s stalking)

Anyhoo, every time Stuart and I were stood together at the urinals, he would without fail let off a rumbling, low riding, wet, sloppy elongated fart with such ferocity that I was constantly surprised that the Richter scale people weren’t perpetually checking our school bogs for tectonic plates.

The thing is, during this momentous trouser trumpeting, he would always retort: “OOOOOooooooooohhhhh YEEEeeeaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh….GET OUT AND WALK!”

I never found out what he meant. I left school without ever having asked him and haven’t seen him for years.

Could somebody please explain to me what the blithering clit-squids he was banging on about?
( Pooflake braces for an onslaught..., Fri 30 Jan 2009, 12:23, 3 replies)

I would suggest he meant it had been hitching a lift up his bum.
Man, that was funny!

*click*
(bazmorningstar efil4nat3b, Fri 30 Jan 2009, 12:29, closed)

Donald Duck
The full version is often along the lines of "Get out and walk Donald" after a loud quack!
( Vambo, Fri 30 Jan 2009, 14:45, closed)

Or
He's imitating what his father would say when he did that in the car.
(xanthine, Sun 1 Feb 2009, 23:21, closed)