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To the chocolate assembly |
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mad grins |
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is this some pink freudian fing |
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well i typed it while my middle digit was up my anus if thats what you mean |
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That’s what she means |
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i'm officially obligated to ask if you sniffed the aforementioned finger afterwards. and if it smelled like, perhaps... an old friend |
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I didn't really, my girlfriend farted right in my face while she was asleep this morning though, for some reason hers don't smell, she probably has healthy intestinal flora, mine smell like satan's rotten vegetable garden |
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Have you give Carol the chocolate wheelbarrow yet? you've got to do it while shes dressed as little miss muffet and you as robocop |
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my japanese teacher farted during the lesson last wednesday so funny, i didnt say anything about it, just carried on as normal, as is my custom |
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Aren't they meant to commit seppuku if they pass wind in the presence of others, "I have dishonoured my ancestors, i will of course commit suicide immediately" |
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This was HoHoCon 1993... Austin, Texas. All experiences are relative. With a sigh of fatigued steel touching down on the tarmac, I was jarred into semi-consciousness. A tourist from Japan seated next to me immediately passed gas and smiled bemusedly, mumbling something incomprehensible. I decided against the quick escape of the Emergency Exit and blinked away tears of joy and olfactory irritation... my destination beckoned me. Snatching my baggage and fleeing the pursuing odor, I arrived in Austin in the best of spirits. |
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I thought: Cultures have all these differences. The classic one is how close you stand to someone when you speak with them in person [before pandemic, anyways]. Someone actually sat down and worked up a list with precise distances, twelve inches, 18 inches, etc... so you get someone from a distant-talker culture together with someone with a close-talker culture and it turns into that thing where you gently tape a piece of paper to your cat and it promptly starts walking sideways like someone has messed with its calibration... close person moves in, distant person backs off. sometimes neither even consciously realizes until they work themselves into a wall or such So I figure: This is obviously going to go similarly for farting. How loud, when, etc. will vary by culture. At this point I just kind of assume Wikipedia will have a page like "Farting in different cultures" as a see-also in the main article for Farting. But, no. Wikipedia doesn't have this. Maybe my time has come to actually make an article |
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When sleep was divided into a two-act play, people were creative with how they spent the intermission. They didn’t have anxious conversations with imaginary doctors; they actually did something. During this dorveille, or “wake-sleep,” people got up to pee, hung out by the fire, had sex, or prayed. They reflected on their dreams and commingled with the spiritual realm, both the divine and the diabolical. In the 1540s, Martin Luther wrote of his strategies to ward off the devil: “Almost every night when I wake up … I instantly chase him away with a fart.” |
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