If youāre one of those people that tells someone to go to the bathroom just to fart, we canāt be friends.
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Kolanaki@pawb.social āØ2ā© āØhoursā© ago
HeyThisIsntTheYMCA@lemmy.world āØ2ā© āØhoursā© ago
aroo?
WanderingThoughts@europe.pub āØ18ā© āØhoursā© ago
Then you get the witching hour, when sheās asleep, relaxes, and all those farts escape.
ButteryMonkey@piefed.social āØ12ā© āØhoursā© ago
Iām the opposite. My witching hour is the hour after I wake up. Apparently I donāt fart in my sleep so I wake up inflated like a parade balloon. I greet the morning with my very own rendition of reveille.
It used to be a big problem but my most recent partner was just like ājust fartā, and then would giggle like a schoolboy every time I did, which took all the pressure off (literally and figuratively).
burntbacon@discuss.tchncs.de āØ4ā© āØhoursā© ago
One of my favorite memories was kissing my partner, hard, because, well, we were really turned on, and there was a fart. We paused, I arched my eyebrow and a smile, back to the mad makeout session, and then I farted. It then became a game for the next ten minutes of who could fart while not stopping the liplocks.
FenrirIII@lemmy.world āØ13ā© āØhoursā© ago
My wife farts so loud sometimes that she startles herself awake
DragonTypeWyvern@midwest.social āØ6ā© āØhoursā© ago
Is your wife a dog?
kubica@fedia.io āØ21ā© āØhoursā© ago
Let it go, let it go Can't hold it back anymore
PM_ME_VINTAGE_30S@lemmy.sdf.org āØ18ā© āØhoursā© ago
But what if itās a shart šØš©š©
krooklochurm@lemmy.ca āØ17ā© āØhoursā© ago
Let your freedom fly
FreddiesLantern@leminal.space āØ16ā© āØhoursā© ago
Looking by the hair braids/earrings Iām guessing this is from Werewolf the apocalypse (or the old French skirmish game āConfrontationā possibly?)
Anyway this is meme perfection ā¤ļø
j4k3@lemmy.world āØ21ā© āØhoursā© ago
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Crashumbc@lemmy.world āØ37ā© āØminutesā© ago
Although times are changing, this wasnāt just a him thing. This was strongly enforced by mothers and girlfriends, etc. also.
I was talking to a friend about it. It was so bad in college in the eighties, her dorm had a communal bathroom for the floor. Girls wouldnāt poop if another girl was in there. Theyād come back in the middle of the night