Joey Shabadoo
My pronouns are "He", "Him" and "buggerlugs"
For some reason furniture showrooms make me fart - the most vile malodourous quiffs too. No idea why it's that kind of shop and no other.
I did a kitchen a few years ago for an old lady that at one stage during proceedings wandering off down the hall trumping with some gusto on each step. The thing was the lady was deaf, I have no idea if she knew the volume she was producing or just didn't care. She was being helped with the bits and bobs by her neices who I looked over at, they just stared at me stony faced. I was embarrassed for the old lady and myself.i let out a series of pop pop pop farts
I remember in assembly at school the hall was silent apart form a teacher waffling in, when a distressed voice from the back half moaned, half choked out the words "who's farted?", with comedy timing so perfect I have yet to hear its equal.
Those sugar free gums and mints are lethal. I ate a packet of those mints once ,and they played havoc on me.Do not and I mean do not eat 500grms of sugar free wine gums. I did and survived, we were at the time away in our touring van, the wife nearly did not.
At a similar age, I spotted a friend from school in the shopping centre in town. Decided to greet her by taking a run up and jumping on her back piggy back styleyMaybe 13 or 14, Tivoli pleasure gardens in Denmark, I see my 8 year old sister standing a few feet in front of me in the audience watching some kind of performance. I work my way thru' the crowd till I'm standing right behind her, then put a hand on her shoulder, watching the show. After a few minutes the performance ends and I turn back to find my parents and, there they are. With my sister. I turn back and catch a distinctly panicky look on the face of a young girl as she quickly moves away from me in the crowd...