"The sand people walk in single file to disguise their number."
But she's not doing it right. I am a large grand lady and I shall be carried in a chaise sedan by four beautiful and lightly oiled men. THAT is how to get carried.
Get out of my brain.
Those are Uggs. They are outside houseshoes.
I was really, really hoping for baby Björn-style. I am disappoint.
my partner and I are the same way. He'll let me know in the morning by saying something like "wind sock" — cracks me up every single time.
You totally know it. Interesting stuff - from time to time, my wife lets one rip in her sleep. Cracks me right up and when I tell her in the morning, it cracks her up too.
EVERYONE farts in bed.
My best friend still runs up and farts on me when she has to let one rip. Then she laughs like a psycho movie villain. It's pretty adorable.
Fun fact for you little whipper snapper, as I can only assume you are young with your tight asshole and opinions.
I think we need to focus less on the fart and more on the idiot who isn't getting a flu shot.