And I think farts are funny. And burps. And poop. And my husband and I give Dutch Ovens. And we crop dust. And we giggle about farting. And we try to make loud noises on wooden chairs.
There you have it. Poor kittycat would be horrified at our house.
One of our cats has the nickname “Filthy Sanchez”. And, “If you don’t shut it, I will totally squeeze out a cleveland steamer on you in your sleep” is an oft-uttered phrase in our house.
I keep thinking that as I age the act of crop dusting will get less funny. Nope.
Nothing funnier on a busy Saturday night at my restaurant than to walk slowly through the server station and let one loose and wander away. When six hot waitresses are all blaming each other it is possibly the funniest thing EVER.
my husband crop dusts all the time. i’m always the victim, see.
he has an endless source of shenannigans, there is never a dull moment, that’s for sure.
think all of the years of my laughing has made the monster that exists today. but, it’s all good, at least he’s having a good time cracking himself up. gratned, the other night it was relentless, and i was kinda pissed, but i’m not mad anymore. (at least until this time next month, LOL)
i think if dirty sanchez jokes are your thing, then hey roll with it! some married people don’t laugh at all…
Next you should try the wave… In bed fart and lift your legs, then slam them down quickly. A wave of hot, stinky fart air comes blowing out from under the covers right to your mate’s face! My girlfriend hates it!
that is not right.
Ahahhahahahah… we already do thatone. In my mind, it’s far more insidious than a dutch oven, b/c it’s tricky to “sneak” someone’s head under the covers…but fanning…fanning is forever.