chuffed my way around half the run this morning breaking one off every few yards until the inevitable need to dump moment..........aaaaaarghh - bogs at half way locked..........so had to detour into the undergrowth for a Hoose..........deed done and chuffed my way around the 2nd half about 7lbs lighter.....
at least you lot have some control,although having a colostomy has some advantages ( no queuing for toilets at start of races and no need of bushes when out on a run ) I have no prior warning when about to drop one.This used to be quite embarrassing in face to face situations, like paying for my morning paper,but I now find the puzzled expression on peoples faces highly amusing.I think I,ve said enough on this subject as I can be a real bag of wind.
Did anyone see the program on telly the other night. It was called monster moves. Now I've produced many a monster move in my time but this program was about moving houses from one place to another. I was most disappointed.
I am the proud owner of one of the remote control fart machines that rowrex linked to. It's a class piece of kit and has a surprisingly long range. Long enough for me to hide the speaker part in the garden and then lurk by an upstairs room with the control unit to catch Muttley Jnr unawares when he was arriving home from school!
What, no flatulent frolics for over six weeks? This will not do.
I can heartily recommend my home-made baked beans, done to perfection in the slow cooker in a thick and rich tomato-ey sauce, not at all like the thin glop you get with the canned ones. A rumbling ring and sonorous sphincter guaranteed.
Good job I was the only one in the office this afternoon - I spent most of my shift levitating about two inches above my seat.
Oh dear ... did a half marathon this morning and the old gut cramps issue has resurfaced. It wasn't too bad during the race but suffice to say that afterwards I cycled home quicker than it took to get there (and it's uphill most of the way). No need for an electric assist on my bike, I was operating on parp power.
It carried on after I got home. Muttley Jnr dropped by but then quickly backed off and went back to his mother's. I can't say I blame him. The whole house smells like there's a dead cat under the floorboards.
Disgraceful. The season of Brussels Sprouts is nearly over and no-one has posted on this thread.
I have a problem and was after a little advice. When I used to turn on the old anal audio first thing in the morning, the tone used to be more of a "PPPPPAAAAAARRRRPPPPP" whereas more recently the tone is more of a "PPPHHHUUUUUTTTTTTT". Is this because I am getting old and slack?
I am will to have surgery to correct this if necessary.
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chuffed my way around half the run this morning breaking one off every few yards until the inevitable need to dump moment..........aaaaaarghh - bogs at half way locked..........so had to detour into the undergrowth for a Hoose..........deed done and chuffed my way around the 2nd half about 7lbs lighter.....
parp on peeps
Slo, of course our trumps come out tied up in little pink ribbons
of course
pheep
Normal service is slowly being resumed
Seven pounds FB-I AM impressed
at least you lot have some control,although having a colostomy has some advantages ( no queuing for toilets at start of races and no need of bushes when out on a run ) I have no prior warning when about to drop one.This used to be quite embarrassing in face to face situations, like paying for my morning paper,but I now find the puzzled expression on peoples faces highly amusing.I think I,ve said enough on this subject as I can be a real bag of wind.
what a let down FF.
a parpy evening to one and all.
prrp.
is that the same monique that went flying past mudchute on sunday?
What, no flatulent frolics for over six weeks? This will not do.
I can heartily recommend my home-made baked beans, done to perfection in the slow cooker in a thick and rich tomato-ey sauce, not at all like the thin glop you get with the canned ones. A rumbling ring and sonorous sphincter guaranteed.
Good job I was the only one in the office this afternoon - I spent most of my shift levitating about two inches above my seat.
Where s Hippo?
hippos really do spread sh!t with their tails
disgusting creatures
Oh dear ... did a half marathon this morning and the old gut cramps issue has resurfaced. It wasn't too bad during the race but suffice to say that afterwards I cycled home quicker than it took to get there (and it's uphill most of the way). No need for an electric assist on my bike, I was operating on parp power.
It carried on after I got home. Muttley Jnr dropped by but then quickly backed off and went back to his mother's. I can't say I blame him. The whole house smells like there's a dead cat under the floorboards.
*Parp*
Phewee ....
fancy wasting time in the office? try this one!
http://www.hawkin.net/attack/sproutifarts.html
or christmas crackers with a difference
http://www.hawkin.com/find/category-is-Gifts/category-is-Christmas/product-is-10167/?ECMP=hwk_sproutifarts_em2
just as well I don't like sprouts - I'm bad enough without them.
I've been wondering, is there some way we can harness our windpower as a source of renewable energy?
Disgraceful. The season of Brussels Sprouts is nearly over and no-one has posted on this thread.
I have a problem and was after a little advice. When I used to turn on the old anal audio first thing in the morning, the tone used to be more of a "PPPPPAAAAAARRRRPPPPP" whereas more recently the tone is more of a "PPPHHHUUUUUTTTTTTT". Is this because I am getting old and slack?
I am will to have surgery to correct this if necessary.