So I'm dealing with a bad case of GAS right now. I blame my wife really. She is the one that made Beanie-Weenies for dinner while I was watching the game on Sunday and then Cabbage and Cauliflower on Monday as a side for my Grilled chicken. What to do now? Should I embrace it and share it with my crew at work or should I buy something to alleviate it? either way I fear it's too late and all in close proximity are doomed...myself included.
Whizzpopping is only acceptable in very specific social surroundings. Blame it on the Frobscottle! Can you buy some guitars? That usually alleviates GAS.
just let one rip then stare right in the eyes of the person closest to you. dont smile or frown or anything....just stare.
Back when I was still working, I stumbled upon a foolproof way to assure myself of privacy when In the public poopers there. I stole one of those fart noise generators consisting of a wad of slime in a little can from a young niece. Have you seen them, you push the slime into the can, and as air trapped in the bottom squeezes out, it generates extremely disgusting noises. Wet, angry, rasping noises! Anyway, if you can get into the restroom when no one else is there, if you hear the door open, pump out a couple of said offensive offerings, and the intruder will spin on their heels and exit as rapidly as possible! Worked every time!