Do you get the giggles at places where you are expected to behave, like church for instance?
A couple came to church and as the wife knelt down, her keys slipped out of her bag. She couldn’t reach out for them, but her husband did. While he bent down to pick them up like a gentleman, what came out from his posterior was far from gentlemanly! You guessed it, he farted! It was loud and need I dare say, smelly. He looked frightfully embarrassed while people around looked at him with disdain as if to say control your emissions fool.
This was a weird ass situation (pardon the pun). But how in the world could he have controlled the gas while he bent, if it lurking within, bound to come out? Doesn’t everyone fart at some time or the other. Heck man, I have smelled terrible odors from nuns too, and while I would love to look at them disapprovingly, I refrain.
A fart is just that, uncontrollable. While the priest was preaching, I got the giggles again. I looked across at the man who had a smile on his face, at that moment, his wife nudged him and they had a quiet giggle. How cute what that, I thought. Their private joke.
People tend to get judgy, that is their prerogative.
The two of them were definitely going back home to laugh out loud. They saw the humor of the gassy situation. At the end of the day, laughter and freedom from gas sure make us happy.
From one gas bag to another.
Xo
A couple came to church and as the wife knelt down, her keys slipped out of her bag. She couldn’t reach out for them, but her husband did. While he bent down to pick them up like a gentleman, what came out from his posterior was far from gentlemanly! You guessed it, he farted! It was loud and need I dare say, smelly. He looked frightfully embarrassed while people around looked at him with disdain as if to say control your emissions fool.
This was a weird ass situation (pardon the pun). But how in the world could he have controlled the gas while he bent, if it lurking within, bound to come out? Doesn’t everyone fart at some time or the other. Heck man, I have smelled terrible odors from nuns too, and while I would love to look at them disapprovingly, I refrain.
A fart is just that, uncontrollable. While the priest was preaching, I got the giggles again. I looked across at the man who had a smile on his face, at that moment, his wife nudged him and they had a quiet giggle. How cute what that, I thought. Their private joke.
People tend to get judgy, that is their prerogative.
The two of them were definitely going back home to laugh out loud. They saw the humor of the gassy situation. At the end of the day, laughter and freedom from gas sure make us happy.
From one gas bag to another.
Xo
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