Timing one right as you leave a lift or get off an upward bound escalator is one of the few joys left in life IMHO.
Especially if one of the following applies when your in a lift!!:
- There are annoying parents with a screaming baby still in the lift. - If there is genuinely someone you don't like left in there (Always a giggle if your mate is still in there too) - If you've got a total prick in the lift (i.e. If they haven't said thank you when you've held the door open for them)
Timing one right as you leave a lift or get off an upward bound escalator is one of the few joys left in life IMHO.
I just "fart-bombed" myself.
Just as I got out of the car to go to the supermarket, I let one go. Ten minutes later, with the car basking in 21degree sunshine I returned to the smell of a week-dead polecat.
Stuffing and sprouts with dinner last night and baked beans for breakfast will do that to you...
Or when in bed and my wife (who has never consciously farted in her life) is asleep. You let off one of those silent but profoundly violent numbers then pretend to be asleep. Ten minutes later she moves and breaks the duvet vacuum and kerpow!
Or when in bed and my wife (who has never consciously farted in her life) is asleep. You let off one of those silent but profoundly violent numbers then pretend to be asleep. Ten minutes later she moves and breaks the duvet vacuum and kerpow!
D'you reckon Liz & Phil The Greek have the same sort of thing going on? Especially as he's getting on a bit now and his Newingtons are no doubt all over the gaff.
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Although if they look concerned, it means they've probably just got more than they bargained for
- There are annoying parents with a screaming baby still in the lift.
- If there is genuinely someone you don't like left in there (Always a giggle if your mate is still in there too)
- If you've got a total prick in the lift (i.e. If they haven't said thank you when you've held the door open for them)
Just as I got out of the car to go to the supermarket, I let one go. Ten minutes later, with the car basking in 21degree sunshine I returned to the smell of a week-dead polecat.
Stuffing and sprouts with dinner last night and baked beans for breakfast will do that to you...
paid me penny
... and only farted ((:>)