Farts! Gas From Behind... Eek!

[Jawn]

I hope Nicolette's "Walking into the wind" doesn't refer to Anthony's farts! :eek:

 

[Nicolette]

Heavens no Jawn - I have to clear the room while he sits there chuckling. The worst is in bed as I lie on his chest with a pillow while watching tv when the next minute the doona is over my head and he traps me. He is so cruel. The things I have to put up with...... really! :rolleyes:

 

[anni]

OH holy hell, I started reading with Mercy today, started laughing, kept it up through Sammy, Jawn and Nicolette- thank you!!!

My sister is a High School teacher, where they share the class rooms sometimes with Middle School groups. She says the teachers just dread having to stuff themselves and the older kids into a room freshly vacated by all the Middle School kids-30 of them I guess at an age where for one thing noone cares and possibly the plumbing is just not functioning quite correctly yet.

Holding the head under the covers! I'd known this form of torture existed but to hear it's been implemented right here in our own community shakes me to the core! Seems a little risky to me you know. I mean, pay backs are hell and Anthony has to sleep sometime.....

I just noticed the blurb at the bottom of this page says " Users found this page by searching for " hubby fart egg ". WHO was looking?

 

[cherryblossom]

Personally, being a 'lady', I rarely 'pass wind', and on the odd occasion that I do, it smells or lavender and rose petals.
I really have no idea what the rest of you are talking about :whistling:

:roflmao::eek::roflmao::ninja::roflmao::sneaky:

 

[Mercy]

What about sweat...
Horses sweat.
Men perspire.
Ladies glow.

 

[anni]

My mother SAID that, but meant it! I'd never heard it elsewhere before. I thought I'd been the only one growing up expected to figure out how on earth to glow. 'Fart' wasn't even spoken of, and 'gas' meant a gentle belch. Even that was an appalling breach of etiquette but I seem to remember the dog was allowed to do it. I swear I was 40 before I could say the word 'fart' without looking behind me for my mother- she's not even scary just Scottish Presbyterian.

 

[Mercy]

Beans, beans, the musical fruit,
The more you eat the more you toot.
The more you toot the better you feel.
So, let's have beans for every meal.

 

[Heather]

And eating about 37 Fried Pickles DOESN'T help matters either especially when they've been dipped in jalapeno' ranch dressing:eek:.

And when I was done I smelled like Cherry Blossom!!:D

 

[Heather]

That is my story and I'm sticking it to it.:whistling::sneaky::speechless::p:p