Here’s the scene, it was Primary day here in VA and I had just returned home after a very nerve wrecking day monitoring the polls and results. My roommates J. and P. are sitting on the balcony with Mushoo, the shitzu puppy that’s taken over our lives. I walk out just as P. is finishing the worldest longest and loudest fart.
J.: “Was that your ass?”
P.: “Yeah, pretty impressive huh?”
J.: “Jesus Christ the force of that wind shock the balcony.”
P.: “What can I say I’m talented.”
J.: [wrinkling his nose] “Fuck, what the hell did you eat?”
P.: [takes a long drag] “Well honey, as I recall, it was you.”
J.: “Fair point.”
This is my life.
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