Hold your nose

Seriously. It ain’t pretty. I am being chased by a thick and unforgiving fog of flatulence. Unfortunately it is my own. Someone please tell me how a fetus can cause insessent, putrid, artillery rounds of farts? It is becoming a gamble to leave my home for fear someone might be overwhelmed and become a casuality of my toxic fumes. Perhaps I can vaccum seal my hiney to save all innocent bystanders?

This.is.so.mortifying.

4 Responses to “Hold your nose”

  1. Nancy Says:

    oooh nice. Please don’t sit next to me at tomorrow’s staff meeting :)

  2. Joan Says:

    this too shall pass. ha ha.

  3. jessica Says:

    can’t u just say “the baby did it?”
    maybe you can carry around one of those ashtrays that sucks smoke in!

    love ya’
    j

  4. carrie Says:

    haaaa. im dying. that is the funniest description of anything that i have ever heard!!! just like old times. i dont suppose you have time to make it to any corners like back in the good ol days.

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