So, I wasn't able to write a post yesterday, do to some painful gas issues. It was a fine working day, and I ate very well, you would have been proud. Everything was great, I even took a lil' doodle. It was the most pathetic turd ever. Rating: a small woodland creature. With that in hand, my day surely took a turd for the worst.
I was so bloated, and so gassed up, I could barely move around. I was thinking to myself, anymore gas and I'm going to burst right through my ceiling, and blast into the sky. The townspeople would yell, "Hey! Is that the ghost of Christmas past?!", "No! That's just that fool Liz from down the street!"
Remember that movie, where the man and some kids had to construct a hot air balloon to escape for Nazi Germany?! Well I was there on set, filling it up!
I hope one day to help all with my gas. I just wanna fart.
Wasn't that the ending of Wizard of OZ?
ReplyDeleteWhoa-ooh, girls just wanna faaart. They just wanna. They just wannaaa.
ReplyDeleteIt's some World War II movie! HAHA! I'll have to ask my Pops. Girls pull some silent killers, let me tell you!
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