When I am in an elevator by myself, I try to squeeze out a fart. I think it’s funny that the next person who gets in has to smell it. I know it seems kind of mean, but I just can’t help myself. I figure if that’s the meanest thing I do, I am still a pretty nice person.
It makes me giggle out-loud when I think about it. I am giggling now.
P.S. This all started when I worked at a small company with Another Drunken Word. Back then I targeted my elevator farts at him, but now I do it to the general public.
Signed,
Serial Elevator Farter
2 comments:
This is why I take the stairs.
P.S. - Don't smell your couch after I've been over.
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