I can't say farts really bother me. I tend to take advantage of them, really. *gigglesnort*
For example, when my husband and I first started dating. He made the mistake of letting me eating two enchilada's. Two. Enchilada's. I ended up having severe gas.
Long story short, I sat on his lap and ended up chasing him around the house with my stinky gas, until we both ended up outside gagging and laughing.
*shrug* It makes for a good story to tell the kids later on down the line...*LOL*
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Date: 2008-10-29 12:49 am (UTC)For example, when my husband and I first started dating. He made the mistake of letting me eating two enchilada's. Two. Enchilada's. I ended up having severe gas.
Long story short, I sat on his lap and ended up chasing him around the house with my stinky gas, until we both ended up outside gagging and laughing.
*shrug* It makes for a good story to tell the kids later on down the line...*LOL*