**warning...this blog entry contains references to bodily functions**
today at church we were all lining up for communion and someone dropped one. i had to bite my lips and stare at the floor cos otherwise i would've just pissed myself with laughter. and i wasn't the only one. it was a loud and proud and didn't smell (which is a pity). smelly ones are great. except when you have a nose that doesn't function properly and you can't smell them. i feel sorry for those who are blessed with an awesome fart generator and can't completely appreciate their heady vintage cos their snorer doesn't work correctly.
i have a phantom farter. well, we think we know who it is. and every time someone drops a silent but deadly we blame him.
i had another one a few years ago who used to eat eggs to deliberately drop the smelliest, foulest bombs imaginable. it got to a point where i had to ring his father and give him numerous detentions before he realised that it was only funny the first half a dozen times and after that it was just rude.
i also really like billy connolly's fart sketch where he describes what it would be like if they were coloured. pissed myself laughing there.
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