I must be bored...:rolleyes: Found this on craigslist! If this can't put tears in your eyes from laughing there is no helping you!:lol: I was literally crying from laughing!:lol::lol::lol:
crop dusted at walmart - w4m (Oregon ohio)
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You wore a big puffy coat, glasses, and a beard with the comparison to an over grown Amish man.
This happened yesterday, December 18, 2014. I'm still not over it.
I walked down the toilet paper isle to get brown paper bags for my son's christmas party. I had my 9 month old in the shopping cart. I saw you, comparing rolls innocently and I had a slight smile on my face thinking I'd spread the joy of the holiday season.
You didn't even acknowledge my presence, except by backing up so I could get through. I didn't think much of it then but now I know the cold hard raunchy truth.
You SBD'd. And I walked right through it. You knew what you were doing and you let me walk through your invisible green smoke of the death.
It was about 9:00am and so one could assume it was something from last night's dinner caused my eyes tear up. Sauerkraut? Cabbage? Maybe both?
If it wasnt dinner then I can only compare the smell to a couple things, and truthfully it was so bad I would bet money it was some kind of mixture of both. It reminded me of my underage drinking days after a night of drinking Natty beer. Natty beer farts. Or a shower fart. Two of the worse possible smells and I ate it. In my mouth. I felt it linger on my clothing.
How could you do this to me? Why? I wouldn't have judged you if you told me. But instead you watched me walk through the Isle like you were the victim.
I did nothing to deserve this. I had my 9 month old with me, we could have died. I'm sorry if this was the kind of fart that causes severe stomach cramps until you let it loose, but next time be courteous and warn someone!
crop dusted at walmart - w4m (Oregon ohio)
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You wore a big puffy coat, glasses, and a beard with the comparison to an over grown Amish man.
This happened yesterday, December 18, 2014. I'm still not over it.
I walked down the toilet paper isle to get brown paper bags for my son's christmas party. I had my 9 month old in the shopping cart. I saw you, comparing rolls innocently and I had a slight smile on my face thinking I'd spread the joy of the holiday season.
You didn't even acknowledge my presence, except by backing up so I could get through. I didn't think much of it then but now I know the cold hard raunchy truth.
You SBD'd. And I walked right through it. You knew what you were doing and you let me walk through your invisible green smoke of the death.
It was about 9:00am and so one could assume it was something from last night's dinner caused my eyes tear up. Sauerkraut? Cabbage? Maybe both?
If it wasnt dinner then I can only compare the smell to a couple things, and truthfully it was so bad I would bet money it was some kind of mixture of both. It reminded me of my underage drinking days after a night of drinking Natty beer. Natty beer farts. Or a shower fart. Two of the worse possible smells and I ate it. In my mouth. I felt it linger on my clothing.
How could you do this to me? Why? I wouldn't have judged you if you told me. But instead you watched me walk through the Isle like you were the victim.
I did nothing to deserve this. I had my 9 month old with me, we could have died. I'm sorry if this was the kind of fart that causes severe stomach cramps until you let it loose, but next time be courteous and warn someone!
You can't make this stuff up!
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