I still laugh at farts.
I've been seeing the current poor unfortunate other half for a couple of months now, and we're still in the stage where we don't let rip with all nature's fury whenever the whim takes us. I tend to hold fire on the methane machine-gun until I go to the toilet, being a gentleman and all.

About a month ago, just as we were retiring to bed, I popped in for a quick widdle and was taken surprise by an enormous blast of arse gas just when I didn't expect it. This made me laugh, which in turn forced more previously-held-prisoner-pumps out their newly blasted escape tunnel to freedom, resulting in a sound which went sort of like "*parp* *snigger* *PAAAARPFlaffleprrrrparrprrrft*"

I was literally in tears. I tried to stifle my laughing as best I could, but trying to keep it quiet only made it funnier. After I had calmed down, I toddled through to bed and hopped under the covers.

After a few moments of silence, she said "I heard you farting then laughing like a maniac. What's that all about?"

I was away again, full on tears running down my face. I can't help it. Farts are funny.

I got her back too. She returned from the bathroom about a week later to me asking her if a P&O ferry had just passed by her house as she went red and had a good giggle herself.
( baw__bag contains traces of nuts on, Wed 28 Jul 2010, 18:02, 1 reply)

Farts
are the funniest thing on the planet "Official".
www.youtube.com/watch?v=WKmfq151z7E&feature=related
(boarders You won't catch me with my trousers, Wed 28 Jul 2010, 18:42, closed)