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I fart into a cupped hand and then smell it. [/ QUOTE ] are you serious?? i thought i was the only one that did that. |
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i like a song by the killers [img]/images/graemlins/frown.gif[/img]
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I'm attacted to transexuals.
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buying new clothes instead of doing maundry is fairly standard for me
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[ QUOTE ] I fart into a cupped hand and then smell it. [/ QUOTE ] are you serious?? i thought i was the only one that did that. [/ QUOTE ] This was standard practice in my elementary school, we called them Cup-A-Farts. My buddy, who we called Rolo, once cup-a-farted our grade 7 teacher. He was the biggest push-over teacher I ever knew. Our class would routinely organize a happy birthday singing to him everyday, using his first name, right in the middle of a lesson. Haha, that guy had no control at all. I guess I should confess to something too, uhh, yesterday I was getting ready to go play ball hockey, and I thought I had to fart, so I tried to let it rip, but there was no sound, and it felt a little warm, a little too warm. I felt some [censored] on my legs, so I ran to the bathroom. Man, I hate sharting. |
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