Underarm Farts (T.G.E. - Part 32 of 40)
February 11th, 2006 · Posted in Adultitis Escape Plan ·
I have been asked by Kim and Jason to take part in their Adultitis Escape Plan, a 40-day plan to become more childlike (not childish)
and to reduce stress and prevent dullness, depression and [insert
another word beginning with ‘d’ here]. Of course I’m gonna do it.
Dreary-ness, that begins with ‘D’.
The thirty-second task: Do something that will get you to laugh out-loud (one that puts you in danger of peeing your pants a little bit). On the train on the way home, I had a small boy (maybe 6) and his mother sit opposite me in a 4-seater.
The young boy was getting a bit bored, as I was doing a crossword and his mum was just sitting there. She didn’t look much older than me.
Anyway, I put my crossword away and just sat there pulling subtle faces at him. He decided that it was appropriate to do the ‘underarm fart’ trick. Repeatedly.
My response was probably the best (for him) and the worst (for his mum, trying to remain serious on a packed train) - I tried not to laugh. Of course this resulted in me cracking up and laughing long and loud along with him.
I thought about joining in myself, but I have never learnt the art of the underarm fart :(.
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