Nobody asked me, but...here's what I think.
Onion farts. The worst kind. The paint on the wall bubbles.
Bloomin onions have that effect. It's almost as if it was planned by some sadistic terrorist... Hey - that's it! Bloomin onions are a terrorist plot, weapons of flatulence distruction! They're using our decadent tastes against us, hoping to sow marital strife and induce structural damage to our bathrooms....I love 'em too, and they have the same effect. Poor wifey.
Luckily for my ever suffering wife-we work different shifts. Which means we do what the Navy calls "Hot Bunking"......Bad side........Makes it difficult to spend quality time together but it works out great for our kids as we've never had to rely on sitters or daycare. Good side.....she rarely has to smell my farts.
I was riding behind George once and he farted. I almost passed out.
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