I just think that if you are going to fart on an elevator that you really should have to stay on the elevator for the entire ride until the smell dissipates.
I don’t care if you got on the elevator on the fifth floor and took it to the lobby, where you exited and I entered. I was the only occupant of the elevator when the doors opened on the second floor and two other people got on to ride to the fifth floor with me.
I had to explain to them that it wasn’t me. But I am sure they did not believe me.
I don't think that was fair.
Be Proud!
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like an average day at my house, only without the elevator.
ReplyDeleteNext time I think I'll take the stairs.
ReplyDeleteI was just going to say, "Take the stairs. Problem solved." But Undercover Mutha beat me to it.
ReplyDeleteThis has never happened to me and I've been riding in elevators for years.
ReplyDeletemaybe it was you, who's to say?
5th floor...
ReplyDeleteTires, Garden Gloves, Lingerie..
What's that smell?
Geesh!! You'd think with all Dr. Oz teaches us on Oprah people would know it's not enough to "toot" and then get on the elevator thinking you've left the smell behind (heehee) you. You must swoosh your pants a little....THEN get on the elevator. We get on our elevator over here and are smacked with the smell of kimche. Yeah, now that's a wake up in the morning! Phew!
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I just blame it on the kid.
ReplyDeleteHe who smelt it dealt it. Just saying...
ReplyDeleteSome things you should just keep to yourself, because "Methinks the man protest too much." =)
ReplyDeleteI think that people that fart in public should be shot.
ReplyDeletehahahahaha! This is awesome! I posted about farting today too! Maybe that person had a lot of fiber and couldn't contain it ;-)
ReplyDeleteC'mon, Bill. Like you haven't ever been the guilty party. Maybe it's just karma getting back at you for what goes down around these parts...
ReplyDeleteWhy is it the rider's problem when the building clearly has a barking spider infestation? Don't always assume the worst William!
ReplyDelete-Bogart
This was just hilarious--my sympathies. (p.s. I love reading your blog!) --Anonymous Dubliner
ReplyDeleteDarn it...at least when you have the kids with you, you can say, "Did you pass gas...daddy smelled it and it is not nice!"
ReplyDeleteLOL
You don't know how many times I blame the baby..."Smells like you need a diaper change!"
The problem...if you get too comfortable you might use the baby excuse only to find that you left the house alone.
The Maid
riiiiiiight. *wink*
ReplyDeleteWink at the people who board the elevator and say, "That was for you."
ReplyDeleteSame goes for department stores...if you fart in an isle you should remain in the isle until it's all good again - or at least warn people! For the love of all that is good in the world, there is seriously nothing worse than having to *take credit* for someone else's butt matter!
ReplyDeletedude. this is freaky. this happened to me THIS EVENING on my six-floor ride down. I.DID.NOT.FART! it was the putz before me; seriously! ::stupid farter:: (p.s. this hasn't ever happened to me before. like i said: freaky.)
ReplyDeleteIt would serve the dirty do-er right if what you were smelling was actually a shart.
ReplyDeleteThat just ain't right. And hey, someone used my favorite term in the world - shart!
ReplyDeleteMan, I wouldn't be caught near that fart. But you're right, one should stay on the elevator until the smell disappears. But of course, it's always the innocent ones who get killed or hurt by drive by farting.
ReplyDeletePeople, I must interject ... Fart and Go ... that's the way it should be. Life is full of walking into other people's messes. You take those lemons and make lemonade ... like Poops did with this very funny post.
ReplyDelete"That wasn't me. Mine smell much better than that."
ReplyDeleteonce again I am laughing out loud
ReplyDeleteI'm chuckling so much the dog has jumped off the sofa, talking of which she normally turns and sniffs her butt when she does it. Then looks around as if to say "Was that me?"
ReplyDeleteYou could have stood there with a look of distate - everyone knows everyone likes the smell of their own, so that way they would know it wasn't you.
Your post has made me LOL and reminded me of my dad who liked to toot at work and walk away to another area! Some of his were seriously noxious! :)
ReplyDeleteWe have a friend who often walks away from the group for a moment, then comes back. When we ask what he was doing, he replies: "Crop dusting." It's his favorite term for the walk-and-fart. He just keeps walking whilst leaving a vapor trail.
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