Yes, you read that right. Farts.
The funniest gas ever.
I spent the last few days with my bestest guy friend G up in the outskirts of Minneapolis. I’ve known this man for 40 years. He dated my sister for about 5 minutes. Me? Never.
We just have sex. But I digress.
If you can fart in front of someone you love, you’re probably destined to be together. And did I EVER get a lotta lovin’ these past few days. OH MY FRICKIN’ GOD.
One time, he farted so long that I said that if he were a balloon, he’d be skimming the ceiling. And yes, that is a photo of hot air balloons. He coulda launched them all.
His new nickname is Gasbag.
As a lady, I didn’t partake in the Gas-apalooza. That doesn’t mean I love him any less, it just means that had I tried to force one out, I woulda crapped my pants. Just sayin.
I’m lucky to be alive.
This is too funny!! I guess this is why I am still married to your brother, we can fart and be totally happy! 🙂
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LOL for certain!
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