Finest Hour(expept For My Poop)
Sunday...I have to work! My folks flew all the way to Sicily from Seattle so they could spend the holidays with me...anyway...the "chief" calls me in to his office...giving me some speil about how he did not like the way I was dogging NFL fans, as I said they are all closet homos..straddling the fence..whatever...due to the stay of the folks, the diet has not been "in-check". beer, wine, pasta, sicilian honey candy, and the 30 yr old bottle of scotch I was given for an early Christmas present, has given my digestive tract quite a shock...I have had gas that would cause military intervention! I let one go while ol' boy was giving me a ration of sh*t for not assisting in an unimportant task..(we all have better things to do right? :D )..As he was talking....I suppose the cloud of gaseous turd began to suffocate him, turned a color that I have ot yet seen...he ran out and VOMITED in the hangar bay! :banana: :banana:
I have never caused/or seen such a violent reaction to a fart! He gets back in..washed his mouth out with some water....then ate an entire roll of Certs! My Christmas wish is to be able to fart like that "on-demand"!