Bad Smells
"I once left the world's stinkiest guff in a lift before sending it down to a group of Germans, all bustling to be first in the doors upon its arrival," giggles Boarders. Tell us your stories involving farts, noxious gasses and unpleasant smells.
( , Fri 17 Jan 2014, 11:56)
"I once left the world's stinkiest guff in a lift before sending it down to a group of Germans, all bustling to be first in the doors upon its arrival," giggles Boarders. Tell us your stories involving farts, noxious gasses and unpleasant smells.
( , Fri 17 Jan 2014, 11:56)
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Oh no, not more food.
Way back when all this were fields, I went on a school exchange to Germany. Natch, German culture was very different and we were schooled for 6 weeks at a middle class 'Schule'. One aspect that caught me out was the food - I couldn't get used to it - and that led to a fateful day in the classroom. A French lesson, for Germans and one where we could only twiddle our thumbs. Not me tho, I had a fearful rumbling tummy and it was only a matter of time before internal pressure was equalised. "Paaaaaarp" - a few giggles from us Brits but utter silence from the crusty Krauts. 2 minutes later, another trouser cough, this time a high pitched titter from the Germans and the French teacher went quiet for a bit. A minute or two later and another huge guff - this time the whole multi-cultural classroom erupted in laughter for what seemed like ages but I was only too relieved to be relieved of stomach ache. The fateful side of this? I was later grabbed by some of the more muscular classmates and given a bearhug, presumably to see (or hear) if any more wind was forth coming.
( , Sat 18 Jan 2014, 13:17, 1 reply)
Way back when all this were fields, I went on a school exchange to Germany. Natch, German culture was very different and we were schooled for 6 weeks at a middle class 'Schule'. One aspect that caught me out was the food - I couldn't get used to it - and that led to a fateful day in the classroom. A French lesson, for Germans and one where we could only twiddle our thumbs. Not me tho, I had a fearful rumbling tummy and it was only a matter of time before internal pressure was equalised. "Paaaaaarp" - a few giggles from us Brits but utter silence from the crusty Krauts. 2 minutes later, another trouser cough, this time a high pitched titter from the Germans and the French teacher went quiet for a bit. A minute or two later and another huge guff - this time the whole multi-cultural classroom erupted in laughter for what seemed like ages but I was only too relieved to be relieved of stomach ache. The fateful side of this? I was later grabbed by some of the more muscular classmates and given a bearhug, presumably to see (or hear) if any more wind was forth coming.
( , Sat 18 Jan 2014, 13:17, 1 reply)
They have an unfortunate history with flatulence
www.livescience.com/20118-adolf-hitler-medical-records.html
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www.livescience.com/20118-adolf-hitler-medical-records.html
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