Re: Do YOU Toot?-Farting Provocatively-Sharing-A Flashback
This had to have happened 18-20 years ago.There is no way you can forget something like this, and it is to hilarious to not be true.
At the time I worked with my Mother and I often had to make trips to the post office usually to purchase stamps, but that is useless information.
Anyway, it was around Christmas time. Obviously you know this means the post office is a dreaded errand during this time frame. Luckily I had a friend with me so the time would pass more quickly than if I was alone.
We entered the post office and ran straight into an atrocious line. We slowly inched forward. Out of the blue there was a noise as I can only describe as a walking backfire.
My friend and I looked at each other as if to say, “did we just hear that”?! Certainly not in a crowded limited space such as the post office. We all move forward a few steps.
There it was again. Between each step someone was letting a little poot(backfire)slip out between her cheeks(gluteus cheeks incase you need verification). Yes, we were able to dialed into the perpetrator. The walking backfire was a little old gray haired lady.
My friend and I once again glanced at one another. This time we had to quickly look away and literally bite our lips to keep from bushing out laughing. Just as we were gaining a small amount of control the line move again.
Oh my, Please no. Oh yes…the pooter continued her walking poot forward motion. My friend and I did a laugh-cough and turn to face the wall.
Somehow everyone else in the room were so much more “mature” than we obviously were although we were in our late 20’s / early 30’s.
Once again with a semblance of control we faced forward, still afraid to look at each other. Oh thank goodness the walking pooter was at the window. Only a little longer.The walking poot machine turned and true to form she walk / pooted her way out the door.
The second the outside door closed my friend and I busted out laughing. We were immediately frowned at. We sucked in a breath in an attempt to silence ourselves, but it was not to be. We busted out laughing again, I’m not sure, but I think we even snorted once or twice.
Unfortunately, we must have been on a continuous loop replay of the situation. Every time we started to gain control of ourselves our laughter began again. Even once we were out of the post office and in the car.
I saw some much more controlled people with smirks on their faces. I commended them for their ability to maintain decency.
There is only one thing I am thankful for and that is that the pooter was simply a hearing discomfort and not a sinus one.
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