Smelly Family
My family poots a lot. They don't even care who hears them. DH is the worst. He blames it on his heart pills. It is certainly true that he pooted much less when I first met him, but he was also 16 years younger. I think he is just old and that's why he poots so much. *waves to Carey*
Conversation from last night:
P-t-t-t-t-t
Me: OK, who was that?
DS: [gigglevoice] Me! I fluffed. [/gigglevoice]
DD: *giggle*
Me: Good grief, where did you learn this? When I was a kid, we didn't fluff in front of each other. You held it. If you couldn't hold it, you went somewhere else.
DS: Daddy teach me. I learn from him.
DD: Yeah, Daddy fluffs a lot.
DH: It's the pills.
Geez.
posted by Seana @ 10:58 PM
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11 Comments:
Jeez is right.
Come see me, I got a personal trainer, and I'm sharing her plan for my flubber!
*holds nose*
*giggles*
I'm the opposite of your kids. My dad used to "fluff" all the time in front of family (never guests). As a young child I hated the smell even though I went along with his always making a joke of it. As an older child and teen I was just flat out embarrassed.
What I learned from *my* experience was to never, ever do it in front of anyone! Never! I will hold it in unto death before "fluffing" in front of someone!
Maybe I'm related to you. :)
*fluff*
If I were to ever need to fluff (which so far I've never done in my life) I would be like Swami. ;-)
Like your DS, mine did it last night, right in the room with everyone. I was mortified, and told him that it was NOT funny, and it was disrespectful to those around him. I take fluffing very seriously./rant
wanted to add, when DH took the kids away for a weekend several months ago, apparently they all had gas and were allowed to let them loose all in the same hotel room. Ever since then, I've been battling this. *sigh*
Carey: nononono, you'd be related to DH. :-)
Swami: perhaps I should speicfy that the family doesn't poot in front of company or when we're out in the world. The house and the car (!) are fair game.
*hands gas mask to Nutz*
Poor MM. Especially since you never had gas ever in your own life. :D
The worst thing is that this is all my fault. After DH had his heart attack and started on the pills, he really *did* get more gas. We still didn't poot in front of each other, so this one night when he just couldn't hold it or whatever...
"Holy shit," I said, "what a smell." And then we both laughed and this place has been poot central ever since.
I continue to hold mine, except when alone.
*hurries off to Rose's for personal trainer advice*
Beans, beans
The musical fruit
The more you eat
The more you toot
The more you toot
The better you feel
So have your beans with every meal
A little odd coming from Bob, who really has never had gas in her whole life as far as I know.
We, on the other hand, have always found bodily functions funny. It's a fart free-for-all around here.
Dominic says "Farp."
I like your term, "fluff." What will DD say when you talk about fluffy hair, though?
Fluffing reminds me off something else. Something in the porn world.
I p[ooted last night while I was putting a sleeping Belle into bed and she cried and said she did not like me. I asked why and she said my toot smelled. Ahhhh good times/Cosmo.
It has taken so long for DH and I to finally stink out the kids.
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