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Post by johnb1 on Jun 26, 2011 21:19:14 GMT -5
sometimes, I just can't believe my mom's behavior-a nice enough lady, to be sure, but....
I went out to her house for dinner this Saturday night, and what did she serve us all?
Chili !! Not thick spicy chili, oh no, but runny tame chili, not really bad, but better than the last time*. Of course, you can't tell someone their chili sucks and so does their cooking, definitely not to their face, especially when it's my mom's husband. And, to top it off, we had mixed broccoli and cauliflower, steamed, a big bowl of it, plus a salad. OMG
It was all I could do NOT to fart in her house. What, does she think I'm the only one who breaks wind? Apparently so. She swore to me a long while back she'd never serve chili in her house, and yet-there it was. dessert was okay, my sister's kids were what they were, and everything was what it was. Thankfully, I got home, and I didn't fart in my sister's car either.
but within 10 minutes of getting home-butt thunder city. For some reason, all that farting made me hungry, so I had some rice before going to bed. I even got some to take home...
Kee-Ripes !!
John b
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Post by Beangirl on Jun 28, 2011 20:23:22 GMT -5
Chili! Quite alot of that here in Los Angeles.My Dad used to make that all the time. Not really too hot but good none the less. Fartin' fuel for sure! ;D
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Post by johnb1 on Jun 29, 2011 21:28:44 GMT -5
ferrr shure. My computer chair couldn't stand it anymore, and after that last blow-out, it collapsed. So long ol'buddy, it was nice to have known you. Los Angeles, eh? I love California ! Nice weather, fairly friendly folks, and beans all over the place from refried, to black bean soup, even the humble bowl o'chili. I never visited LA but me and a friend went up n'down the California coast and it was amazing, San Francisco, Big Sur, Santa Barbara, Monterey Just great-of course, Santa Cruz was a dump, and San Diego's traffic was just nuts. We ended up in Temecula, and we had to go home  Of course, I pissed off my friend because I couldn't or wouldn't stop breaking wind. You want your wind power? I got your wind power right here ! thanks for the reply John B |
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Post by Kimm on Jun 29, 2011 23:10:35 GMT -5
Thats how moms are. My mom makes that bean and weenie combo and gets mad at me when I fart. Well thats the cost of serving me gastric feed. ;D
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Post by Beangirl on Jun 30, 2011 10:52:51 GMT -5
California is beautiful. Los Angeles is too but very crowded. Since we originally belonged to Mexico beans are plentiful. My favorite food are bean and cheese burritos.No wonder we are called "The City of Angels" You got to be up high not to smell all the farts.  |
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Post by johnb1 on Jun 30, 2011 23:12:16 GMT -5
indeed, Beangirl, indeed I"m from Alberta(no fault of my own, just like my farts, just happened that way) and we've got lots of gas (and oil). Of course, the winters are cold.... But.... you probably have more wind power than we do  gotta keep those turbines a going somehow, and there's a big ol'breeze from Sacramento.. that's one of my favorites, a good burrito, Me. N' Ozzy Osbourne, who said Oi, you, get the bleep away from my bleeping burrito, hilarious I guess I like what George Carlin said : farts are basically funny, everyone loves "em, everyone. basically farts are sh___ without the mess, God Bless Ya George, heck even Louis CK does a comedy bit about 'em, so there you go.... |
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Post by Kimm on Jul 2, 2011 15:58:14 GMT -5
Im from Tennessee and I volunteer that I farted when ever I have done that. I never denied it it was me and I dont stay away from things that are going to make me do it.
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Post by johnb1 on Jul 7, 2011 13:02:16 GMT -5
You go, Kimm !
I haven't ever been there, but my dad got me a glow-in-the-dark shirt from Oak Ridge TN
I'd love to visit, but I'm too poor, plus sweet potatoes....y'know...
Deny it? Can't do that-not after I've lifted the lid on Dracula's Coffin*
Quit It- I don't think so, for me to fart is to live. If you don't fart, you're not living
and on the other side of the coin, if you can't stop farting, and yours could gag a maggot
you might want to see a doctor about that... I'm the Family Farter and I can't get around that.
thought the rest of my family are fart haters, don't hate the player, just pass the beano. The
good things is I can always keep my niece and nephew amused, too well amused for their mom's taste, though....
Hmmm...
JB
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Post by fartinggurl on Jul 25, 2011 20:44:19 GMT -5
Thats how moms are. My mom makes that bean and weenie combo and gets mad at me when I fart. Well thats the cost of serving me gastric feed. ;D My mother is also like that. She'll make the beans and hotdogs, then complains about my farting. I'm not the one who cooked it. My dad is also like that when he makes chili and after eating it I fart. Again, I'm not the one who made it. ;D |
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Post by Demona on Sept 6, 2011 5:51:29 GMT -5
Making a dinner of chili, brocoli, and cauliflower for a farter? Did your mom want the roof blown off her house? Hahahahaha!!! We had a family dinner Sunday and I of course ate the chili...going back for seconds, and when I came home, I was gassy!
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Post by Kimm on Sept 7, 2011 21:58:05 GMT -5
I love chili and my mom makes this bean casserole that is out of this world. And its blasted me out of this world many of times.
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Post by Beangirl on Sept 8, 2011 6:29:53 GMT -5
My dad always cooked a pot of beans for Saturday dinner and Sunday in Church?? Well that's why they call 'em Phew's....LOL! ;D;
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Post by johnb1 on Sept 8, 2011 22:26:45 GMT -5
I can't argue with that, Beangirl- I went to a church barbeque (steak, beans, corn, baked potato, caesar salad and carrot cake for dessert. I ate some of everything, and took home a steak, some corn, a few potatoes, and some salad. Someone else got the beans (whew!) Luckily
I got a ride home and nothing happened, but that night....they must have been wonder beans, because I was wondering when the after dinner music was gonna stop. Ah-they're playing my song....
My mom would never have beans or lentils in the house, or even cook 'em. If I wanted beans and wieners, I had to make 'em myself. Heck I don't even think we could say the word "fart" around my house. Anyways, I haven't done that around my mom's house in ages, I think she's starting to catch on.....
oh well,
John B
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Post by Demona on Sept 9, 2011 8:23:43 GMT -5
I can't argue with that, Beangirl- I went to a church barbeque (steak, beans, corn, baked potato, caesar salad and carrot cake for dessert. I ate some of everything, and took home a steak, some corn, a few potatoes, and some salad. Someone else got the beans (whew!) Luckily I got a ride home and nothing happened, but that night....they must have been wonder beans, because I was wondering when the after dinner music was gonna stop. Ah-they're playing my song.... My mom would never have beans or lentils in the house, or even cook 'em. If I wanted beans and wieners, I had to make 'em myself. Heck I don't even think we could say the word "fart" around my house. Anyways, I haven't done that around my mom's house in ages, I think she's starting to catch on..... oh well, John B You couldn't even say the word "fart" at home? Omg...how could you livethere? |
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