all four of us are sitting on the couch watching Man Vs. Wild (I think he’s getting ready to slit the throat of a wild boar or something) and all of these creatures around me are farting constantly.
there are loud ones, long ones, low ones and rumblies. i cannot discern who is responsible for each frequency.
it’s like a g-damn symphony of gross.
beware the dangers of the spicy pot roast, i guess.
i love family bonding night.
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