Last night I was the belle of the ball.
Got to the gym a little later than usual, totally different crowd. There is this girl there, my brother in law's girlfriends sister... convoluted enough? I thought so. Any way, she is a fledgling fitness type and does some modeling and is really little and cute as a button... anywoozle: she totally knows that I would love to slather sauces all over her and teases the crap out me every time i see her.
When i do bench I have the habbit of looking down and phasing out the rest of the room just before I lay back and un rack the bar. She thinks its funny to stand on the spot-stand and pull her shirt forward so I can see up her shirt just as I open my eyes to unrack the bar. Needless to say, the first time I bust up laughing and the guys around me are wigging out. The third time, it starts to get annoying, lovely, but annoying, I am there to lift and I am never going anywhere with this kid, so I stand up, walk around the back and I am going to carry her out of the weight area.
Here it comes...
As I pick her up, the force of her bouncing down onto my shoulder causes me to fart.
Audibly.
Not huge, but no question about it: an audible rumbler.
Now, there are only about 30 people within earshot of my flatch... I am laughing like an embarrassed fool, she's a pretty good sport and feigns ingnorance for about 30 seconds until she starts laughing like a banshee.... I think I am now famous for being the Fart guy.
I am contemplating changing gyms.
Got to the gym a little later than usual, totally different crowd. There is this girl there, my brother in law's girlfriends sister... convoluted enough? I thought so. Any way, she is a fledgling fitness type and does some modeling and is really little and cute as a button... anywoozle: she totally knows that I would love to slather sauces all over her and teases the crap out me every time i see her.
When i do bench I have the habbit of looking down and phasing out the rest of the room just before I lay back and un rack the bar. She thinks its funny to stand on the spot-stand and pull her shirt forward so I can see up her shirt just as I open my eyes to unrack the bar. Needless to say, the first time I bust up laughing and the guys around me are wigging out. The third time, it starts to get annoying, lovely, but annoying, I am there to lift and I am never going anywhere with this kid, so I stand up, walk around the back and I am going to carry her out of the weight area.
Here it comes...
As I pick her up, the force of her bouncing down onto my shoulder causes me to fart.
Audibly.
Not huge, but no question about it: an audible rumbler.
Now, there are only about 30 people within earshot of my flatch... I am laughing like an embarrassed fool, she's a pretty good sport and feigns ingnorance for about 30 seconds until she starts laughing like a banshee.... I think I am now famous for being the Fart guy.
I am contemplating changing gyms.

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