Didnt there used to be an urban myth of an old lady who farted so much,one winters night she closed her bedroom window,the methane level in her bedroom built up to such a degree she died overnight of methane narcosis![]()
Didnt there used to be an urban myth of an old lady who farted so much,one winters night she closed her bedroom window,the methane level in her bedroom built up to such a degree she died overnight of methane narcosis![]()
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
There was once an urban myth in pinas too about a guy in the MRT who's been wanting to fart so bad as he probably ate something bad that day.....
But he cannot just fart in public where he is sorrounded by people as he is in a train,
so he came up with a strategy, since there was a music on the background,
he figured he will go and fart in time when the music is at it's peak and loudest which is the chorus part, so his fart won't be heard...
So he did, he finally relieved himself and thinking he got away with it unnoticed,
bu then he saw everyone looking at him in a very bad and disgusting way.....
that's when he realized he was on his ipod with his headset on his ears...
and thats where the music came from......![]()
"10% of life is made up of what happens to you, 90% is decided by how you react"
"The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost"
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
My farts are silent, but VIOLENT!
(Quick poem)
Beans, beans, make you fart!
Custard powder, makes it louder!
Have some jelly, makes it smelly!
I think I missed a line?![]()
There are 7 Planes Of Existance:
7 — Material Plane: The earth, where you are right now.
6 — Plane of Forces
5 — Astral Plane
4 — Mental Plane
3 — Too mysterious to describe.
2 — Too mysterious to describe.
1 — Too mysterious to describe.
NEVER EVER FART IN PUBLIC PLACES!!!!
you'll never know what will come out...
YOu might want to see this video!!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PF9EJZ6QIQ0
when i was younger we had a dog who was old and would get sick so we would take him to the vets and he would get a stack of pills to keep him going! he would lie there and you could here the air release from his butt and then the old doggy fart would hit you
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i have learnt to do what my wife says!
"10% of life is made up of what happens to you, 90% is decided by how you react"
"The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost"
FARTING TODAY AND VIBRATORS YESTERDAY. help our lovely Pinay partners are becoming British ladettes!!!!!!!!!!!!![]()
Live your life for a reason and don't worry be happy
if you don't know where you are going then any road will do!!
Mmmm ... delicious aroma! ... almost as fragrant as the odour wafting from beneath the bedclothes when *one "lets-off" [as it's termed in polite circles] and ... immediately pulls them uparound one's head - perchance to savour the moment ...
*With apologies to the incumbent of 'Buck House' ... none other than our esteemed Monarch - alias "One" - of the British *Empire (if *such still exists!)
When they shouted "Gas Gas Gas" in WW1.....is that when they wanted to warn the enemy a Filipina was in the area?![]()
Keith - Administrator
In the words of the renowned Scottish National Bard [no,
NOT Alex Salmond (though I believe he's probably good at it as well)] the much-celebrated Rabbie Burns: "Where'er ye be ... let yer ain wind blaw free ... !"
N.B. Translations into Anglo-Filipino availble on request ... but don't all rush at once!
I believe I might've recounted this TRUE [honest!] tale somewhere on here before. Anyhow, I make no apologies for telling it again in the PRESENT context:
As a youngster in the pre-Qualifying Class at Elementary School [circa mid-1950s] I recollect being required to learn, and recite, certain poetic works. I cannot seem to remember now, the name of the poem - nor to whom it was attributed. I DO, however, vividly recall one particular LINE ... which read thus:-
" ... But listen, listen, listen ...
And you shall hear afar ...
Somebright spark had pencilled in the letter 't' to make the last word of the second line ... 'afar' ... appear as 'afar[t]!
Out of the mouths of babes & sucklings, right enough.
P.S. IMpurely out of curiosity ... anyone here tried adding a "new" dimension to the old custom of "blowing bubbles" by farting in the BATHTUB?
I DO realise Filipin(os)/as might well encounter certain difficulties in perfecting this particular "art" on account of their penchant for using the TABO?
Would I be correct in my assumption?
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