sneaky cube farting...
BUT SERIOUSLY...
there is barely a wall separating us, and it's not really a wall at all, now is it? and it's not like she's sitting with 4 walls and a door. it's as public as walking into the middle of a restaurant and farting next to some tables...i'm like dayem woman! this stinks, both figuratively and literally
in the calm words of brandon ryan, all i have to say is this:
there is a difference between a fart that smells like shit and smelling shit. this is effing heinous. it's not even like smelling just shit...no, that would be too easy. this is like smelling an adult sized diaper filled with poo that has been left out for a few days in the sun.
i'm dying. what do i do? do i leave? do i gag. do i cough? do i walk over there and say "look, i know your ass is 64, but seriously, was that accetable behavior?" and it's not like we're close friends because then it would be ok. it's like that sick twisted desire in all of us to catch a glimpse of what our closest friends have unleashed, yeah for like a second...you all know you're guilty of it. but then as soon as that first odor wafts into your nostrils you're like...GET ME THE EFF OUTTA HERE!!!
but she's such a dayem cute little lady. how can i do anything but smile.
there is barely a wall separating us, and it's not really a wall at all, now is it? and it's not like she's sitting with 4 walls and a door. it's as public as walking into the middle of a restaurant and farting next to some tables...i'm like dayem woman! this stinks, both figuratively and literally
in the calm words of brandon ryan, all i have to say is this:
there is a difference between a fart that smells like shit and smelling shit. this is effing heinous. it's not even like smelling just shit...no, that would be too easy. this is like smelling an adult sized diaper filled with poo that has been left out for a few days in the sun.
i'm dying. what do i do? do i leave? do i gag. do i cough? do i walk over there and say "look, i know your ass is 64, but seriously, was that accetable behavior?" and it's not like we're close friends because then it would be ok. it's like that sick twisted desire in all of us to catch a glimpse of what our closest friends have unleashed, yeah for like a second...you all know you're guilty of it. but then as soon as that first odor wafts into your nostrils you're like...GET ME THE EFF OUTTA HERE!!!
but she's such a dayem cute little lady. how can i do anything but smile.
posted by baby bee at 3:17 PM
3 Comments:
i'll admit...i'm an avid work farter
i'm an avid home farter
i enjoy farting
and i have unleashed quite a few at work that left me praying that nobody would come into my office. now, when one is situated in a cube there is an element of social responsibility one should practice.
but sometimes...you just have to let it go.
ask trey deuce and steph...i even did it in their bathroom..but damn those eggs. followed me out of the room into the public area. it happens...i say give her a free pass on this one...but next time you see your cube walls melting, spray a little lysol, she'll get the hint.
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dwayne, at 3:38 PM
febreeze or carefresh ought to do the trick. ;)
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Anonymous, at 1:29 PM
febreeze might mask the putrid odor that emanated from this woman's ass, but remove the odor...i think not ;) miss you roberto!!
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baby bee, at 9:31 PM
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