I guess trombones don't use reeds, only mouthpieces. No wonder I get so sore :doh:
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I guess trombones don't use reeds, only mouthpieces. No wonder I get so sore :doh:
I let out a pretty high pitched squeaker like when you stretch the opening of a full balloon and my sister says - Oh that's right, you haven't been to prison.
Me :shock: :rofl:
Damn :lol:
Both my sister and my Mom are legends in that department. I wish I could fart with that much vigor :lol:
:tmi:
Seriously. We'll be having a conversation and I have to wait at times, then resume talking :lol:
Canadians :shakehead:
A guy I used to work with ate really badly. Hostess cupcakes for breakfast and take out food all the time for lunch and dinner. Never a home cooked anything.
The odd day at work he'd release this Polynesian Death Gas and people would choke and make comments about it...and he'd get upset :lol:
When a 60 yr old East Indian man who eats curry 24/7 complains about your farts, you got a problem pal.
:lol:
That's why I'm glad I'm alone in the office about 60% of the time :lol:
I hate when you slip one out...and the smell lingers for much too long :lol:
I was always a stealth farter. Girl I was seeing let a bad one go in my car one night and apologized while giggling.
It seriously changed the relationship. I thought she was less sexy from that moment forward :lol:
Girls don't fart or poop :hand: