Thursday, November 8, 2007

A quickie

This isn't really important, so don't feel the need to continue reading.

I'm at work, and I just ripped a tremendously loud, long fart at my desk. There's no way any of the seven women who sit nearby me could mistake that sound for anything but the non-SBD that it was.

Wow. Smelly, too.


The Notorious LJT said...


Open Bar said...

Nice for me. Not so nice for those in my immediate vicinity.

Oh, and I had beans last night.

The Notorious LJT said...

was there any reaction? did you laugh? or was there just that silence when everyone knows but no one says anything.

i often wonder about the ground covered by farts in a cubicle, i mean, you figure you're boxed in a nd like at least 3 or feet away from the closest person and the fart have to go up and back down so unless it's an especially pungent and heavy fart, people don't know.

also, it seem there's an inverse relationship of volume to stench, i wonder why that is.

Open Bar said...

It really came out of nowhere. You could hear some people typing, but no one was talking.


No one looked over or said anything (they're all women, and therefore intimidated by my raging testosterone), but it was clear as a bell what had happened and who perpetrated it.

Ah well, it's fun being a temp sometimes.

The Notorious LJT said...

perhaps it's immaturity but i can picture this happening and it's hysterical.