The Best Place To Let Go

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BLOODY LIARS!

Ok, I drop one - everyone knows because everyone hears it. I'm the first to put my hand up. Yep, that was me. I'm bloody proud of that one.

Wifey let's one out - everyone knows because everyone smells it. But no recognition - still straight faced, no ownership? I stare at her for a full minute. I'm trying not to breathe. Nothing. Then very quietly I hear a small giggle.

AH HA!

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FT,mine smell as bad as everyone else's,the storeroom at work is a ripper place to let one go especially if the girls at work have to go in there for something..you here them say "oh the drain smells really bad in there today"….ha ha
 
@TrueTiger said:
FT,mine smell as bad as everyone else's,the storeroom at work is a ripper place to let one go especially if the girls at work have to go in there for something..you here them say "oh the drain smells really bad in there today"….ha ha

Can always blame it on the drain :laughing:
 
Never trust a fart.

I generally try to let out my farts in small parts. Let part out, have an interval, let more out, have another interval, etc.

But if I'm alone or somewhere I can't be seen then it's loud and proud. Always hilarious dropping one in an empty shopping aisle and hearing the kid in the next aisle say "ohhhh someone FARTED!"

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When getting off a plane, after a long flight, or even a train trip in the peak hours.
make sure you are ahead of the odour.
 
Can't believe nobody has said the bath yet! Always remember that old video from the 70s with the horde of little asian kids all in the water playing. Then the bubbles rise. Next thing there is only 1 kid left in the water…
 
Isn't it wonderful what you can find on the internet!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LiqAh4IIIC0

Must have been 20+ years since I watched this…
 
Being at Soundwave on the weekend gave me ideas. Let one go, then quickly push your way through a couple people. The perfect crime.
 
Got busted a beauty yesterday.
I was walking the kids across a quadrangle from school to after school sport. Of course the kids ran ahead so I was all alone.
I was popping along like an old model T when suddenly, from not far behind me, a young female voice shouted out at some misbehaving kids. BUSTED! (she must have come out, unseen, from a side corridor)
I then made the mistake of looking back, it was the new PE teacher.
Hello, nice to meet you.
 

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