Originally Posted by
Winger Ed.
The threads about garlic & gas reminded me:
At Quantico, a junior trooper that worked for me was married and his wife worked at a big office in Wash. DC.
If there wasn't much going on, he could take a slightly extended Lunch Hour and go up there and have Lunch with her.
One such day, he came back and was 'down in the dumps' the rest of the day.
I suspected the worst from his Lunch visit and finally asked him what was wrong.
He told me:
"Working here,,,,, I'm turning into a pig--- just like you".
He went on-
"At my wife's office, as I was going up in the elevator, and I ripped off a big giant fart.
I looked over at the cutest lady in the elevator, and asked her, 'Don't you think you should excuse yourself'?"
Everyone else looked at her, and she was so mortified, I thought she was going drop dead right there.