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Pass Gas

PostPosted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 2:24 pm
by Shadowcaster
I was in the restaurant yesterday when I suddenly realized I desperately needed to pass gas. The music was really, really loud, so I timed my gas with the beat of the music. After a couple of songs, I started to feel better. I finished my coffee, and noticed that everybody was staring at me... Then I suddenly remembered that I was listening to my iPod.

Re: Pass Gas

PostPosted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 2:55 pm
by OldAirmail
See if this works next time.

"HAY everybody. Have you tried their been & onion soup?

I just finished my third bowl. It's REALLY great!"
:D

Re: Pass Gas

PostPosted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 3:26 pm
by Fozzer
OldAirmail wrote:See if this works next time.

"HAY everybody. Have you tried their been & onion soup?

I just finished my third bowl. It's REALLY great!"
:D


Have you ever been an onion?.... :think: ....

Paul...aka: Jack and the Bean Stalk... :lol: ...!

Re: Pass Gas

PostPosted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 6:08 pm
by Steve M
:lol: There must be an app for that.

Re: Pass Gas

PostPosted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 7:10 pm
by OldAirmail
Fozzer wrote:
OldAirmail wrote:See if this works next time.

"HAY everybody. Have you tried their been & onion soup?

I just finished my third bowl. It's REALLY great!"
:D


Have you ever been an onion?.... :think: ....

Paul...aka: Jack and the Bean Stalk... :lol: ...!

Ahh, poor Paul. The Alzheimer's acting up again?

Just can't remember that I'm dyslexic? Nothing for it then. :(

Re: Pass Gas

PostPosted: Sat Jul 04, 2015 10:05 am
by Romulus111VADT
The Man Who Loved Beans

Once upon a time, there lived a man who had a maddening passion for baked beans. He loved them but unfortunately, they had always had a very embarrassing and somewhat lively reaction to him. Then one day he met a woman and fell in love. When it became apparent that they would marry he thought to himself, she is such a sweet and gentle woman, she would never go for this carrying on. So he made the supreme sacrifice and gave up beans.

Some months later his car broke down on the way home from work. Since he lived in the country he called his wife and told her that he would be late because he had to walk home. On his way, he passed a small diner and the odor of the baked beans was more than he could stand. Since he still had miles to walk, he figured that he would walk off any ill effects by the time he reached home. So, he stopped at the diner and before he knew it, he had consumed three large orders baked beans. All the way home he putt-putted, and upon arriving home he felt reasonably sure he could control it.

His wife seemed excited to see him and exclaimed delightedly, “Darling, I have a surprise for dinner tonight.” she then blindfolded him and led him to his chair at the table. She seated herself and just as she was about to remove the blindfold from her husband, the telephone rang. She made him promise not to touch the blindfold until she returned. She then went to answer the telephone. The baked beans he had consumed were still affecting him and the pressure was becoming almost unbearable, so while his wife was out of the room he seized the opportunity, shifted his weight to one leg and let it go. It was not only loud, but it smelled like a fertilizer truck running over a skunk in front of pulpwood mill. He took his napkin and fanned the air around him vigorously. Then, he shifted to the other cheek and ripped three more, which reminded him of cooked cabbage.

Keeping his ears tuned to the conversation in the other room, he went on like this for another ten minutes. When the telephone farewells signaled the end of his freedom, he fanned the air a few more times with his napkin placed it on his lap and folded his hands upon it, smiling contentedly to himself.

He was the picture of innocence when his wife returned, apologizing for taking so long, she asked him if he peeked, and he assured him that he had not. At this point, she removed the blindfold, and he was surprised!

There were twelve dinner guests seated around the table to wish him and his wife a Happy Anniversary! :o :oops:

:D

Re: Pass Gas

PostPosted: Sat Jul 04, 2015 11:23 am
by Shadowcaster
A classic love it :lol: :lol:

Re: Pass Gas

PostPosted: Sun Jul 05, 2015 2:31 am
by H
Romulus111VADT wrote:The Man Who Loved Beans
Well, Rom, at least he wasn't a smoking rancher with a similarly afflicted sidekick.... another version of Blazing Saddles...


8)

Re: Pass Gas

PostPosted: Sun Jul 05, 2015 2:43 am
by Fozzer
For the medically aware amongst us.... ;) ....>>>

http://www.med-health.net/Smelly-Farts.html

The problem for me, is that I consume all the sort of stuff that is good-for-me, and at the same time can make me rather unsociable... :roll: ...

...can't win!... :think: ...!

"Where ere you be, let the wind go free"

Paul.... :D ...!