Farts... yes, one of my family's favorite topics of discussion and usually some of the longest, or longest sessions of laughing anyways. I know, we're super immature, but there's nothing wrong with having a good laugh, and that's exactly what we're doing. It has always been a comedic topic to us, with my dad having a response to every one that's let loose(not that I've personally ever had this since I don't fart) to reference it to some other sound than what it actually is. It's amazing, that being an adult, I can still be so entertained by them. But so can my dad, and he's in his fifties, so I guess that age doesn't always bring with it maturity. Oh, and he thinks he can pass off a fart as someone else having done it, but by some sick act of nature, you can actually tell which ones are his. It's not a talent I'm proud of, but we can't always help the gifts we're given.
While on the topic of farts, I'd like to reminisce to the days of when being the little sister in a brother and sister relationship royally sucks. I'm sure if you're the younger child you've been put in this place. This place is referring to most likely being pinned down to the ground with a butt in your face and a ferocious roar accompanied by a putrid nauseous killing scents that can paralyze you with one intake of breath. Yeah, that's the place... thanks Travis for helping me build up my immunity to nauseous killing scents. I figure it's because my sense of smell was slowly killed off as a child, now bad scents don't effect me as much.
Oh, I also remember my brother showing me how talented he was, I wonder if he'll share this talent with his kids now? We've all seen it on tv, but have you ever tried it? I would not suggest it, but holding a lighter up to your butt during a fart does cause a flame. It really truly does! Scared me the first time, but then I found it hilarious! Oh Travis, you know how to make your little sister laugh, what a good big brother.
Just thinking about the last couple weeks, I can conjure of some dialog my dad has had in response to letting loose, and I'd like to share a few examples of such:"Amber, your phone is ringing" my response, "shoot.. I must've forgot to take it off of vibrate". "Geez Kelcy, the floor is real squeaky there isn't it?""Ope, someone's at the door knocking""Wow, did you hear that vehicle go by? That's a loud engine!""Whoa, your mom's talented. She learned how to throw her farts (like throwing your voice)", that's just my dad's way of blaming someone else for his nasty wind blasts of poo.The Gopher: When dad farts and then lifts his head to look around as if he has no idea where that sound came from. Looks just like a gopher popping his head up to look around.
So now here I am, living with new friends and new smells, and I await that first slip. It'll happen, it always does. Jake assures me that one day Courtney will corner me and try to take me down, but I'm prepared. I'll hold my breath and close my eyes to the toxicity that'll try to invade my body.
I know, this is a really gross blog... but you're the one that read the whole thing and I know you fart too! Well, you fart, I don't... :)
While on the topic of farts, I'd like to reminisce to the days of when being the little sister in a brother and sister relationship royally sucks. I'm sure if you're the younger child you've been put in this place. This place is referring to most likely being pinned down to the ground with a butt in your face and a ferocious roar accompanied by a putrid nauseous killing scents that can paralyze you with one intake of breath. Yeah, that's the place... thanks Travis for helping me build up my immunity to nauseous killing scents. I figure it's because my sense of smell was slowly killed off as a child, now bad scents don't effect me as much.
Oh, I also remember my brother showing me how talented he was, I wonder if he'll share this talent with his kids now? We've all seen it on tv, but have you ever tried it? I would not suggest it, but holding a lighter up to your butt during a fart does cause a flame. It really truly does! Scared me the first time, but then I found it hilarious! Oh Travis, you know how to make your little sister laugh, what a good big brother.
Just thinking about the last couple weeks, I can conjure of some dialog my dad has had in response to letting loose, and I'd like to share a few examples of such:"Amber, your phone is ringing" my response, "shoot.. I must've forgot to take it off of vibrate". "Geez Kelcy, the floor is real squeaky there isn't it?""Ope, someone's at the door knocking""Wow, did you hear that vehicle go by? That's a loud engine!""Whoa, your mom's talented. She learned how to throw her farts (like throwing your voice)", that's just my dad's way of blaming someone else for his nasty wind blasts of poo.The Gopher: When dad farts and then lifts his head to look around as if he has no idea where that sound came from. Looks just like a gopher popping his head up to look around.
So now here I am, living with new friends and new smells, and I await that first slip. It'll happen, it always does. Jake assures me that one day Courtney will corner me and try to take me down, but I'm prepared. I'll hold my breath and close my eyes to the toxicity that'll try to invade my body.
I know, this is a really gross blog... but you're the one that read the whole thing and I know you fart too! Well, you fart, I don't... :)
