Smelly tests are funny
I laughed when I read Cheryl and Kenny's remarks to my last entry; their remarks were funny.
The reason for the "this is a test" is that I was testing my blog's RSS feed.
Onto the subject of smelly
Kenny Parker ... his last blog entry http://kennyparker.blogspot.com/2005/03/we-have-got-to-get-it-together-we-have.html reminded me of an incident that happened when I was at Wal-mart the other day.
While I was cruising the dog food isle, this old lady walks past me. When she get about 15 feet away, she rips the nastiest fart ever. Thankfully I did not smell anything, but the sound was just horrible and indicating that that puppy was gonna be stinky.
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
Posted by Ramon Avendano at 12:49 PM
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Funny, but often, when I stroll down some Walmart aisle, my senses alert me that someone has broke wind. Is this a phenomenon? It can be quite oppressive if you get caught in one of those awful disorganized Walmart aisle traffic jams as well......no where to escape.
When I was in Nursing school, we applied a little Vics Vapor rub in our nostrils to keep from being overwhelmed and vomiting while caring for a "messy" patient.
Maybe Walmart could provide some nasal swabs along with the sanitary wipes for cart germs at the entrance.
I am laughing out loud. Very funny Ramon & Heidi! Thank you for the laugh!!!!
Deb
There's something okay about farting at Wal-Mart. If it was Target, I dunno...
Thats funny. My brother would get a kick out of that. I have been around people that have done that and then they make this face, like..."Ooops." All I can think is, it's a fart..just excuse yourse;f...anyone know what I mean?
Amy -
I know what you mean. However, whenever I fart in front of my girlfriend, she laughs. And eventhough she laughs, I do feel a tinge of embarresment which makes it difficult to excuse myself.
A pig I am. And a gentleman on occassion!
I love my pig...and gentleman on occasion. He always keeps me laughing that's for sure!
MaryAnn
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