Do ghosts poot?

[edcrbnsoul]

I would think ghosts would fluff, not poot.

 

[tekmom]

Well, I haven't smelled it again. Dh thinks I'm crazy. Poot was a word my grandma used to use. My cousin used to say she was too ladylike to fart, so we would then say, "Miss Fancy doesn't fart, she Pharts"...it just seemed more refined. My favorite Aunt passed away 2 years ago and it actually smelled alot like hers used to. Although, in life hers were always preceded with a 'whooooooooot' sound effect.

I did check around the vent pipes and got nothing, I hope it's not plumbing..it's nice to think someone is visiting and communicating in the only way anyone in our house can understand.

 

[tekmom]

No, Beano.

or beefarino, like in the Seinfeld episode with Kramer driving the horse and carriage.

 

[tekmom]

Thanks. I wish she'd been able to get to know what a wonderful person DS is, but because we couldn't afford to travel there she only met him through videotapes. We could just *barely* afford to fly out for the funeral but I told DH I'd hitchhike if I had to, if only so I could be there. My grandmother actually told me, multiple times, over the phone that I was not under any circumstances to go to her funeral. She knew how tight finances are for us and she would've been really steamed to know we flew out. But there was no question of me NOT going..because I loved her and I wanted to show my respect by attending.
It was an especially hard funeral, not only because Grandma had died, but because her service was held in the SAME chapel my uncle's service had been held in six years prior. She was buried a few feet away from him, also, in between her husband (who I never knew because he died when I was an infant) and the baby she'd lost in infancy that she thought up until Alzheimer's took her memory that she'd killed accidentally (it turned out to be SIDS).
Going to that funeral is something that will always stick in my mind, especially right before we took her to the gravesite. My mother, my aunt and I were all standing together, leaning on each other and just crying our eyes out.

Sorry...rambling. Scuse me...


Ladyjean

Don't apologize..

 

[LadyJeanPirateQueen]

I just didn't want to get in trouble for de-railing the thread.

Ladyjean

 

[tonilea]

Another suggestion for an alternative source of the offending odor. Do you use propane or natural gas. Both are treated to have a foul odor. You might be catching a tiny whiff of that.

There is a very, very tiny (per the gas company) leak out side at work and I can catch a wiff of it every now and again.

 

[tekmom]

Another suggestion for an alternative source of the offending odor. Do you use propane or natural gas. Both are treated to have a foul odor. You might be catching a tiny whiff of that.

There is a very, very tiny (per the gas company) leak out side at work and I can catch a wiff of it every now and again.

No..I know what those smell like..this was a poot.

 

[RichNKatHolly]

up until Alzheimer's took her memory that she'd killed accidentally (it turned out to be SIDS).
Going to that funeral is something that will always stick in my mind, especially right before we took her to the gravesite. My mother, my aunt and I were all standing together, leaning on each other and just crying our eyes out.

Sorry...rambling. Scuse me...


Ladyjean

Totally understandable. I talk about mine sooooo much still and it's been almost 5 years. My grandmother had Alzheimer's too. It was such an awful thing to watch, so perhaps you were better off not flying down until the funeral.

Sorry....hijacked.

 

[rayelias]

No..I know what those smell like..this was a poot.

You're a poot connoiseur!

Perhaps, if you're up to the challenge, you could discern exactly what the poot consisted of. I'm sure we'd all like to know what dining options are available to us in the next world.

(mmmm... those beans are "heavenly")