not once, but twice.
not once, but twice.
Okay, that just might be way too much information...
So, are there details or do we get to make up our own version(s)??
So did I...
there's a lot of cultural cul-de-sacs in that statement.
I just felt like sharing. The first was quite long and airy, the second a short rasp.
I'll keep you posted if there are any further developments.
The first was quite long and airy, the second a short rasp.
Thanks for the image...
*wanders off to find distraction*
Although an off the cuff comment, it is strange how farts and bowel movements are treated differently in different parts of the world. In Europe we are quite embarrassed about farting and pooing, but in other parts of the world they talk about how they had a good shit this morning etc and it is healthy to have good poos. I have been in taxis in Asia where the taxi driver stopped, got out and pissed in a field by the car. Imagine if that happened in the UK!!!! Burping at the dinner table is also very polite in high society in some Asian countries.
Right....I'm off for a shit.
I initially posted out of boredom to make myself chuckle. Now I am enjoying the debate that is forming.
It is true that in the UK we are quite a 'stuffy' nation and that one's natural movements and motions are approached in a multitude of different way across the globe.
I once strolled past just a matter of feet from a truly beautiful Indian girl while she went about her business in a pile of garbage. This wasn't in a particularly private or well hidden spot, but just down a normal small-ish Indian alleyway in Calcutta. Unpleasant, but when needs must. On a public bus in Laos on the way out to Phonsavan we stopped for a pee break. I found a suitable spot and unzipped. Moments later a group of 3 Laotian ladies hunkered up their long skirts and squatted just near me, started peeing and staring directly at my member. Disconcerting. I have yet to eat a meal with wealthy Japanese where a deep and rumbling belch is the only sure-fire way to express one's gratitude for the spread.
I am a fairly liberal minded sort of character but take particular offence when people guff anonymously in enclosed spaces. Lifts being the worst.
Also, we all fart so why do some people pretend that they don't? My old school buddy Paul used to fart like thunder and make no acknowledgement of it at all. Just parp and wander off leaving a malodorous trail in his wake. Unusual.
If anyone takes offence to this thread then please accept my sincere apologies. I know that some may find it offensive, juvenile, purile, unnecessary etc.
It is purely here to amuse those that it amuses and provide light relief in an increasingly changing world.
My old school buddy Paul used to fart like thunder and make no acknowledgement of it at all. Just parp and wander off leaving a malodorous trail in his wake.
Had the name been Charlie, I would have thought you'd met my brother-in-law. He prides himself in producing the most vile silent but deadly farts as he walks by where you are seated. Half of the time he will admit that deadly odor was his own doing but blames one of the cats for the rest. (Sorry Charlie, no cats were even in the room.) He also likes to sneak up behind you and belch loudly in your ear. (This is a soon-to-be 52 year old man.) He loves fart jokes and makes up songs about farts. The rest of the family has decided that he really isn't related but was dropped off on the door step by the septic tank cleaner man one day. It would explain a lot...
That has to be the one thing that travelling does for you - you don't care any more about talking about bowel movements. In Asia definitely no-one cares if you fart, burp or even pick your nose and eat it (not that I do of course!) in very public places. Travelling has also made me less picky about toilets...in China there were just cubicals, squat toilets and no door but like you say when you need to go... British reservedness out the window!
The funniest farting instance I can think of is when we were on our Thai massage course and we started each day with an hour of yoga. During one of the 'legs over thehead' stretches (imagine nice relaxing music, quiet room) someone let off a really loud fart. Of course I started laughing, which set off my boyfriend and another girl next to us but everyone else glared at us like we were being childish...seriously we were crying with laughter and couldn't do any of the yoga for about 10 minutes because everytime we looked at each other we would laugh again.
I have to say I find farting funny and will giggle if someone does it and doesn't own up...maybe that's because of my dad who always blames creaking floorboards when he farts!
....delighted with the responses and giggling at my desk as I prepare for another day at work!
It is a pleasure to see that there are plenty of other intelligent, well-travelled and rather 'grown up' people who find farting amusing and aren't afraid to share their thoughts on a forum such as this.
Keep the tales of international guffing and belching coming!