Reading, seeing and hearing

[J and R's mom]

Hi all. I've miss somewhere over 100 pages worth of stuff...but wanted to say HI anyway.

 

[Backstage_Gal]

What the heck does that edit by Oh Mari mean on Melly's TR on page 11?
Is this another warning?

Oh, wait, I guess she edited some PS:'s?? maybe?

and what is WTMI?

 

[Loubon]

Last edited by J and R's mom : Today at 08:35 PM. Reason: Hey Lou~ SNAP=SoNotAPrincess

I got that Randi. I was just doing my part to screw her up even more. BTW you keep taking so long between posts (here) that I might not be asking where you are in the future.

 

[Loubon]

and what is WTMI?

Way too much information.

 

[pongoperdigirl]

Nevermind...I was going to post something but thought better about it.

 

[hooP]

I found this story on the internet. Whats funny about this story is that a very similar story actually happened to me and my brother. We were down the Jersey shore and we were in adjacent stalls and in the 4th stall down we heard this guy "power blasting" (thats what we call really loud ones). We both start laughing histerically and my brother yells out "Yeah! Let it Rip Dude!" I will never forget that day! On with the story I found....

So last night I was in the bathroom at a movie theater in Monroe, Washington, and I’m finishing going #1 in one of the 10 stalls when somone probably four stalls down from mine lets out a fart that almost sends her flying up through the concrete in the ceiling, out the roof of the building. It was a five-syllable fart, a cockadoodledo fart, a fart that shook me and every other person in that bathroom out of our mortal coils.

And like I said, I’m comfortable with that. I fart, you fart, we fart, they fart. People in bathrooms fart. If there’s a place on earth where you should be able to fart, where it’s wholly legal to fart, it’s a bathroom, for crying out loud.

But there, there in Monroe, Washington, perhaps all over the Pacific Northwest, I guess it’s okay to laugh at someone’s bellowing, yodeling fart in a public restroom, because right after she let that stuttering bomb rip, a woman in the stall next to mine started laughing uncontrollably. And I’m not talking about a gentle, muffled laugh, or a laugh that could possibly pass for cough. The woman in the stall next to mine was belly laughing, cackling like a crazed hyena, heehawing at the other woman’s fart.

And I’m trying not to laugh, I’m trying to do the right thing, the proper thing, the snooty LA thing where it’s just too crass to even acknowledge the existence of a bodily function. But this woman in the stall next to mine is laughing so hard she’s snorting, and I’m literally choking on huge, bowling ball-sized giggles.

And when the woman in the stall next to the laughing woman’s stall starts to laugh, when there are two Pacific Northwestern women laughing at another Pacific Northwestern woman’s fart, I totally lose it and erupt in hiccuping, spurting guffaws.

So we laugh and laugh and laugh and we all know that we have to get it out because we can’t exit the stalls still laughing. And we wait until we all know that the woman who farted is so sufficiently traumatized that she won’t leave her stall until next April, and we slowly exit our respective stalls. And we’re all looking at each other in silence like, can you believe the magnitude of that fart, was that not the loudest thing you have ever heard?

And I felt at that moment that these people are my people and that I could totally live here forever.

 

[sheridac]

Hoopie!!!!~

I missed you today!! I am soooooooooooo mad!

 

[NAB]

Hoop why were you in the women washroom

 

[Loubon]

Nevermind...I was going to post something but thought better about it.

Can we still be friends?

 

[javamom]

Good one Hoop!

 

[HaleyB]

Hey Lou I posted a dog in drag and a Johnny, I didn't feel MJ was really called for. I don't do clowns.

 

[kpk89]

I found this story on the internet. Whats funny about this story is that a very similar story actually happened to me and my brother. We were down the Jersey shore and we were in adjacent stalls and in the 4th stall down we heard this guy "power blasting" (thats what we call really loud ones). We both start laughing histerically and my brother yells out "Yeah! Let it Rip Dude!" I will never forget that day! On with the story I found....

So last night I was in the bathroom at a movie theater in Monroe, Washington, and I’m finishing going #1 in one of the 10 stalls when somone probably four stalls down from mine lets out a fart that almost sends her flying up through the concrete in the ceiling, out the roof of the building. It was a five-syllable fart, a cockadoodledo fart, a fart that shook me and every other person in that bathroom out of our mortal coils.

And like I said, I’m comfortable with that. I fart, you fart, we fart, they fart. People in bathrooms fart. If there’s a place on earth where you should be able to fart, where it’s wholly legal to fart, it’s a bathroom, for crying out loud.

But there, there in Monroe, Washington, perhaps all over the Pacific Northwest, I guess it’s okay to laugh at someone’s bellowing, yodeling fart in a public restroom, because right after she let that stuttering bomb rip, a woman in the stall next to mine started laughing uncontrollably. And I’m not talking about a gentle, muffled laugh, or a laugh that could possibly pass for cough. The woman in the stall next to mine was belly laughing, cackling like a crazed hyena, heehawing at the other woman’s fart.

And I’m trying not to laugh, I’m trying to do the right thing, the proper thing, the snooty LA thing where it’s just too crass to even acknowledge the existence of a bodily function. But this woman in the stall next to mine is laughing so hard she’s snorting, and I’m literally choking on huge, bowling ball-sized giggles.

And when the woman in the stall next to the laughing woman’s stall starts to laugh, when there are two Pacific Northwestern women laughing at another Pacific Northwestern woman’s fart, I totally lose it and erupt in hiccuping, spurting guffaws.

So we laugh and laugh and laugh and we all know that we have to get it out because we can’t exit the stalls still laughing. And we wait until we all know that the woman who farted is so sufficiently traumatized that she won’t leave her stall until next April, and we slowly exit our respective stalls. And we’re all looking at each other in silence like, can you believe the magnitude of that fart, was that not the loudest thing you have ever heard?

And I felt at that moment that these people are my people and that I could totally live here forever.

Oh nevermind. I get it now. I was beginning to bold all of the parts that confused me, thinking that this story was about YOU. Which didn't make sense, as you're a dude, dude. Then I read the intro about it being from the internet. Gotcha.

Phew. That almost upset my whole applecart. Whatever that means.

 

[NAB]

I did the same thing...oops.
Need to learn how to read.

 

[Loubon]

I did the same thing...oops.
Need to learn how to read.

I read it correctly and still asked the question.

Last edited by HaleyB : Today at 09:14 PM. Reason: And where have you been mister?

Delswife Live Trip Report Extravaganza

 

[sheridac]

I read it correctly and still asked the question.



Delswife Live Trip Report Extravaganza

Lou!!~

you need to stop being a stranger fella!

 

[Loubon]

Lou!!~

you need to stop being a stranger fella!

You say that to me even when I'm here!

They got home today so there will probably only be one more update.

 

[sheridac]

You say that to me even when I'm here!

They got home today so there will probably only be one more update.

Oh. Are you here???

 

[pongoperdigirl]

Lou!!~

you need to stop being a stranger fella!

He can't help being strange....you shouldn't poke fun.

 

[paslea_pooh]

Tink here's your Dick!!!!

 

[NAB]

Just putting you back on page one before I go to bed. Nite everyone.