There IS more than one way…

Posted on by July 13, 2015

To end a boring meeting…

fart

It wasn’t me, but ‘somebody’ did… And literally emptied the room! 🙂

I hope that somebody is in the next long meeting and feels free to fart again…LOL

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There IS more than one way… — 20 Comments

  5. (Mr. Prokopchak’s Mechanical Drawing Class (c. 1965?) McKemy Jr. High – 8th Grade.)
    Phil Cupp cut one. A SIGNIFICANT ONE. Loud, long, and aromatic.
    Mr. Prokopchak was in front, Phil in the back. And as the chemical warfare leeched forward, the boys started gasping and choking. And the teacher told us to suck it up and grow up.
    Finally, it reached HIS desk.
    He ordered us to open the windows and evac for 10 minutes! 🙂

    Here it is 50 years later. There have been many subsequent farts, but THIS ONE I REMEMBER!

    gfa

  8. You are an engineer. Find a way to duplicate the odor and package in a small discrete aerosol dispenser. Another idea for your retirement.

  11. There was a guy who shall remain nameless who many years ago while working in a GM plant, was sent to an unfamiliar area to do a small repair on cars as they went by.
    The area was a hairpin in the line, and a group of people surrounded it.
    He wasn’t feeling well that day and let one out, only to realize how absolutely horrible it was.
    It was amazing to him that every turned and blamed one of their co-workers! A nice enough woman, it seemed, who everyone turned on.
    It was hours before he summoned the courage to admit to the deed to take the blame from her.
    He still wonders to this day why everyone chose to blame her.

  12. Keads- It was funny! 🙂 Even the women were complaining!

    Ed- Obviously there was ‘some’ history there… 🙂

  13. In about ’64 I was in boat school. Across the street was George and Millie’s Tavern where I was in the habit of having lunch. They sold Rainier Ale which I liked and pickled eggs which I love. One day we were machining some clear sitka spruce to glue up into masts for a boat we were completing. I had enjoyed a bottle of RA and half a dozen pickled eggs and as a result about 3PM when four of were jointing a rouhgsawn 5x14x35′ plank I let a long, silent and very nasty sulphurous fart, clearing the shop and resulting in a notch in that timber. I visited that boat about three years ago and the notch can still be plainly seen in the glue joint, about 3′ above the deck. 48 years on and the result of my lunch is still visible. The current owner of the boat bought my wife and me a fine dinner on condition I write the account of that notch and have it notarized.

    Gerry N.

  18. I claim un-claimed SBD’s. A reputation in that field, can be priceless.