So, in an earlier post, I talked about awkward and ridiculous dinner conversations with my family. Well, the other day a group of us went to Souplantation (also known as Pooplantation) and as usual, we talked about the most random topic. This time it was about flatulence (farting).
My cousin Elaine and her fiance, Jason, decided dinner was a good time to share some of their most memorable fart stories, which made the rest of our stomaches churn and for some reason, we couldn’t eat any more after the stories.. Hmm.. wonder what the reason for that was…