It was a beautiful day of fishing and Mark and I headed to the fish cleaning station to clean fish before dinner. Ok, ok, Mark cleaned fish and I was – well – just standing there. Troy and Denise pulled up right after us and started tying their boat up at the dock. As I stood next to Mark watching Troy and Denise I saw Troy bend over and I heard a very, very loud f . a . r . t.
I don’t like the f . a . r . t word, I don’t like others doing the f word and I don’t discuss the f word let alone use the f word. In shock, I leaned over to Mark and whispered “Um did I just hear what I think I heard?” as everyone just went about their business and no one said a word. I wasn’t sure if it was an accident or if he cared I heard or if he was wanting me to respond but this fingernail paintin’ girlie girl wasn’t about to acknowledge it.
A few moments later Denise looked up and said, “What side dishes are we having with dinner?” Oh help me.
I was the one in charge of coordinating dinner. I had our meals planned 2 weeks in advance so that we had quick easy meals. But I couldn’t respond. I knew what the side dishes were, I had them ready to heat but if I say the words I will have to acknowledge beans. I’ll just ignore her.
Waiting for a response they all looked at me and I started laughing. And I laughed and laughed some more. I finally got up the nerve and replied, “Well I planned on baked beans but I don’t think Troy needs any beans.”
Yes it’s silly and I’m 10 but for the rest of our trip I was now in fear of beans. Even when we headed out for a catfish dinner at Willow Pond Restaurant and their sign read ”Willow Pond Restaurant – Free gas eat beans” I knew I was in trouble. When the waitress came over to take our order, I thought please don’t order the beans, no beans, no beans for Troy. Please, please, please with my head buried in my menu don’t order the beans. And then I hear, “Would you like a bowl of beans Sir?” – No, no, no, he has a tummy ache already – He said, “Sure”.
Oh for the love of gas-x.
We had baked beans, white beans, green beans, beans, beans, beans and every time Troy bent over I was in fear of more beans.
Then I did what any grown “29″ year old would do, I had to sneak off and call my Mother and tell on him.
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LOL! I needed that. My family consists of 4 boys, including the husband, and any kind of gas around here is never ignored. We don’t usually use the f word either, instead it’s.. “what was that?” or a “squeak” if you can believe anything of that nature could be referred to as a small squeakish noise. Thanks for the laugh.
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Oh man! I would have done the same thing, so I guess I’m ten too.
Very funny.
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I don’t care if you are 2 or 92, f.a.r.t.ing is funny:):):)
I have to agree with Arthur….
LOL…..oh, my husband thinks he is so funny when he does that…then says, there must be ducks around here….he even has our grandson doing it.
Men….they love their bathroom humor at any age!
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Well said, Arthur!
That last line just about made me fall off my chair!
Good post, Jody.
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LOL.. funny post!
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Well, Jody, you have done it again! That is flat out funny! Guys will be guys, but, the f word is not just contained to the guys. There is a lady I run into once awhile at the grocery store! Whew!!
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Ok you guys made me laugh and Mel – that is funny! Maybe you could head to the lysol area first and have a can ready just in case.
Jody,
I guess you dont know Troy (my step-dad) very well. He doesnt need beans to f.a.r.t. He could eat anything. Dont give him dairy or meat or anything cause you will hear a f.a.r.t come out anyways.
Oh Shannon, he had lots of milk and meat. No wonder! I will have to call you before my next trip with him to see what food is agreeable.
That’s a funny post Jody. I have a son who thinks it’s his duty to
f.a.r.t. to keep things lively.
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oh my the bathroom humor… it never does go away does it
Oh and I’m 10 too, I would have been laughing as well!
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Ok, now I feel like I am ten. I started laughing and then laughed through the whole story. Something about letting out gas that keeps us entertained. This story is much better than the Dinger story. Thanks for the laughs, again.
I agree with Tom and Arthur. 9 or 92 a f.a.r.t. is always funny. Unless you did it and we’re in an elevator.
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Now That’s a ten on the humor scale Jody! LMAO then laughed some more! Thanks for cheerin’ me up.
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