If you have any kind of respect for me, don't read any further. If you have known me for more than 10 years, read on. If you are now intrigued then read this warning, "This post containst flatulence, if you are going to take this seriously, stop reading now". Ok, I have done my best to warn all of you.
My husband came home from work yesterday with some horrible gas and it got me thinking of the types of gas and how it is delivered. Then it got me thinking about all the society no-nos and why are they no-nos. I'm going to list a few here and ya'll are going to get a whole new education on the upbringing and life of LaShelle : )
The Barking Spider
I don't know about ya'll, but there was a big one of these at my house when I was growing up. I never actually saw it, thank goodness, but it was loud and it stank. My dad must have seen it alot because he was constantly blaming it for all the noises that seemed to come from under his seat.
SBD
For those of you who had normal parents or friends, you may not know what those 3 letters stand for. Silent but deadly. Those silent toots that are death bringers. My husband is known for these. He lets one out then waits for the reaction. For the kids, it's usually, "Ohh, what is that smell? Ugh, that is so disgusting!" while they are looking around. When they see the glee on their dad's face, a lot of yelling and running ensues. "Oh dad, why are you so gross! Are you trying to kill us?" etc etc
He also likes doing this at work to his work buddies. He comes home with a smile on his face and this comment, "I had horrible gas today" (remember the smile on his face) He will fart in a public place and when someone around makes a face and starts looking around, spouse will point to one of his work buddies and shake his head. Where does he get this behavior?
The Dutch Oven
Some of you men are probably nodding your heads and thinking, "Yup, dutch ovens are great! Haha" To those of you people who don't know what a dutch oven is, it's when you toot under the covers and then pull the covers up over your spouse's head, trapping them in the stench. Now, I didn't use the terms man and woman here because, and I say this with pride, I have gotten my husband once or twice. I don't pull the covers up over his head though. I just let out a silent one and then shift, letting it waft up out of the covers right into his face. The last time this happened, it went right into his mouth. HAHAHAHAHAHA "Ugh, I can taste it! Oh, you are awful! Eww cough cough" Oh friends, it was fabulous.
Come Here Kids, I want to show you something
There are several versions of this but I want to share with you what my uncle used to do to us, and probably still would if we would fall for it. He would get real quiet and summon us all over. He would say, "You hear that?" and then lean over and fart. Then he, and all my uncles, would laugh hysterically as us kids would run away screaming.
I'm sure there are more but I need to cover some other things. You can comment about your favorite fart attacks on FB or below.
Farting in front of your spouse
I know someone who will not fart in front of her husband. She farts in front of me but not in front of her husband. Is that common? In my family, farting in front of your boyfriend or spouse is the ultimate form of acceptance. You are truly in and loved if you can fart openly. When my uncle and aunt met, my uncle knew my aunt was the "one" when he farted and she didn't leave him. Can you ever truly be comfortable with someone if they know you fart? Will husbands leave if they think their wives fart? I don't know.
Farting in public
Most people do not willingly fart in public, it just happens. There are usually 2 responses to the public fart. Either they ignore it and just keep talking or walking or whatever. I prefer this method while trying not to blush. Or, they say sorry, blush madly, and then keep going. The funny thing, especially if it's you, is watching people's expressions. I accidentally farted in front of a friend once and just kept talking. Her eyes popped open but then she caught herself and blankfaced. It was hysterical.
Again, I know there are more, please add in at the bottom.
A couple other things I would like to touch on are nose picking and burping. Everybody (with the exception of one of my kids) picks their nose. Kids pick them and wipe them places, adults pick and fling, some people use napkins at the dinner table (you know who you are). We see people picking while driving, hmm, do you think they will ban that like they did texting? I mean, if you are picking then both hands are not on the wheel. I would love to see that commercial, haha.
Burping in public in America is a huge taboo. My husband sees it as an art form, especially in parking lots. He will burp as loud as he can and then pull me close. I am not easily embarassed but this one gets me. He burps in restaurants and in the car. The car ones are the worst because they stink like whatever he ate earlier. Ugh, I hate those.
So now that I have lost all my followers and maybe gained a few new ones, what do ya'll think? What horrible experience with farting or burping shaped you as a child? Did it make you a better person?
Pull my finger has been suggested on my FB so I am adding it here.
ReplyDeleteI was raised in a family where all those things were unacceptable (of course my brothers did it anyway, which led me to the conclusion that they were raised by wolves). I was shocked one time as a child when I went to spend the night at a friend's house (not yours, LaShelle) and her mom actually passed gas very loudly as she was walking down the hall and did not even act embarrassed or say "excuse me"! While I realize now that many families have no problem with all that, it still disgusts me to no end, and if I believed in divorce, this particular issue would have been the one to bring me to it in the first few years of my marriage. Clay never passed gas in front of me until we were married, so imagine my surprise when he did it on our honeymoon! I wondered what I had gotten into. I begged and pleaded with him for years to not do it in front of me or in my earshot to no avail. Occasionally he will wait until we get outside so that the fresh air will quickly dissipate the smell, but I am afraid he will never see it my way. I on the other hand, always go to the bathroom to let out gas. If I am home alone I don't worry about it, but my thoughts are, you don't poop or pee in your pants, why should you pass gas in them, lol. Ok so now anyone who reads this is going to think I am crazy.
ReplyDeleteJust a little crazy Allison : ) Instead of feeling that your husband is disgusting in this area, think of it as him being extremely comfortable around you lol.
ReplyDeleteWhen Evan and I were dating people he'd known for a long time (I believe you were one of them) kept asking me if he had farted in front of me yet. He just gave me a shocked "I have NO idea what they're talking about" look. But as soon as that ring was on my finger, well, let's just say that I was not prepared for the breaking of wind that was to overtake our marriage! Yikes!
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