It's been a while since I've had a feeling of accomplishment, but yesterday's epic event changed all that.
You may or may not remember, or may have gone through years of therapy to forget, but I'm capable of producing some rank-ass odors... from my butt. For the unknowing, I fart.
Anyways, I got a new job, been there a couple weeks.. blah blah. As you may have already assumed , I've been farting.. especially while on break... in the small, enclosed breakroom. Though I, of course, find it highly amusing, apparently many of my new co-workers do not. In fact, they disagreed with my "cutting of the cheese" so unanimously, that they had my supervisor talk to me about it...
My supervisor had to officially ask me to stop farting in the breakroom.
Top that "Poop Vassal"!
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