Unhappy Farter's Day
Did you think i was pissed on saturday? to tell u the truth, i was. don't think that i was angry with u, and unhappy at the long roundabout we had to make. i was irritated instead, at the mysterious farter. *eerie music* Can u imagine how uncomfortable it was to have pungent fumes wafting by your nose in such a small enclosed space? to put it bluntly, it was damn smelly okay. And i don't know who it was. and what made me irritated was that the mysterious farter did not even have the common courtesy to open the freaking window and relieve us of some misery. No, i do not expect you (this is addressed to the farter, not u) to hold your farts until you explode, but yes, i would appreciate it if you'd allow some air in before we faint. thank you. I know how embarassing it can be to own up to it, and proudly proclaim "I FARTED" (even the word 'fart' sounds like it should be hidden away never to see the light of day), but c'mon, surely opening a window doesn't do any harm. It's not like the rest of us will hate you, i mean, we all have experienced the uncomfort of having to pass wind some time or another in the most unsuitable circumstances. man, thank god my window was down. hehe..sorry to show everyone the evil side of xiao, but buay tahan lah. OK, so remember, next time u sit in xiao's black honda accord, pleasepleaseplease:
1. Roll down window
2. Make conversation about it being hot
3. Fart (discreetly if you must)
4. Hold your breath
5. Roll down window even more
6. Apologize if you see everyone is choking and/or tearing (it's only polite)
7. Jump out of car
i would really appreciate it.