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biggs682

Touch it up and ride it
Location
Northamptonshire
i might be asked to sleep in the garage tonight as i keep getting told my backside is leaking a very smelly gas every so often ....................
 

cosmicbike

Perhaps This One.....
Moderator
Location
Egham
And this is why my dog sleeps in the kitchen...Not been eating pigs ears have you?
 
It must be contagious biggs
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This Family Guy sketch always makes me chuckle............

 
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alicat

Legendary Member
Location
Staffs
i might be asked to sleep in the garage tonight as i keep getting told my backside is leaking a very smelly gas every so often ....................

Don't light a match if you do.
 

perplexed

Guru
Location
Sheffield
Where we used to live, the wife used to moan like mad about my 'sewerage' botty burps in the night.

It was only some time later we realised it was the slurry on some nearby fields...
 

vernon

Harder than Ronnie Pickering
Location
Meanwood, Leeds
Where we used to live, the wife used to moan like mad about my 'sewerage' botty burps in the night.

It was only some time later we realised it was the slurry on some nearby fields...

We used to car share and on our way home we used to take turns to by pop and crisps/sweets from a newsagents. One particularly wet day my colleague was reluctant to get out of the car - it was her turn. I took it to mean that she'd forgotten her money or she didn't want to get wet and I had no cash so I called in at a garage to fill up with petrol and get the goodies. Stocked up I set off again and commented upon the overflowing drains as there was a faint sewerage smell which intensified as we approached the River Aire and Esholt sewage works. She enthusiastically agreed that the drains were indeed awful and that you's think that Yorkshire Water would want to improve their infrastructure to minimise the smells.

We continued on our way eating our goodies less enthusiastically because of the stench and it was only when I pulled up outside of her house and she climbed out of the car that I pin pointed the source of the foul smell. Her! She scuttled off down her drive leaving me supressing an overpowering compulsion to retch. I drove the remaining two miles home with all windows and sun roof fully open with the heater on full blast on the cold setting to dislodge the mal air.

I left the car on my drive with all openings wide open until bed time and there was still a persistent smell. The car was left overnight with the sunroof open by a generous but secure amount similarly with the windows. Climbing into the car the next morning revealed little diminution in the foulness of the microclimate in the car though I did have the opportunity to drive to work with all windows open as I did have to give my colleague a lift in that day.

So Billie-Jean, erstwhile friend and boon companion, was responsible for delivering the foulest smelling fumigatory dose of fartrogen dioxide that has ever been sampled by my olefactory system. I record that I hope is never beaten though my wife comes close to equalling it.
 

vernon

Harder than Ronnie Pickering
Location
Meanwood, Leeds
I managed to watch this over my porridge, but had to stop when he followed through in the grey boxers.

Oh, and top parenting, right in the baby's face! :biggrin:

Some folk have no self control or sense of decorum.

I had considered ataching a warning to the posting but thought that the 'follow through' might not be noticed by that many folk in the eagerness to witness the next performance.
 
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