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Technoglitch
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Land of Lungi
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Boss hangs a poster in Office:
I AM D BOSS, DON'T FORGET
Next day he finds a slip on his desk-
"Ur wife called, she wants her poster back home" -
I AM D BOSS, DON'T FORGET
Next day he finds a slip on his desk-
"Ur wife called, she wants her poster back home" -
IndianMascot
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^^
That was good
That was good
Technoglitch
Core Member
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CONFESSION OF A LADY!!!..
.
During lunch at work last week, I ate 3 plates of
Rajma (which I know I shouldn't). When I got home, my husband seemed excited to see me and
exclaimed delightedly: "Darling I have a surprise for
dinner tonight." He then blindfolded me and led me
to my chair at the dinner table. I took a seat and
just as he was about to remove my blindfold, the
telephone ...rang. He made me promise not to touch the blindfold until he returned and went to answer
the call. The Rajma I had consumed were still
affecting me and the pressure was becoming
unbearable, so while my husband was out of the
room I seized the opportunity, shifted my weight
to one leg and let one go. It was not only loud, but it smelled like a fertilizer truck running over a
skunk in front of a garbage dump! I took my
napkin from my lap and fanned the air around me
vigorously. Then, shifting to the other leg, I ripped
off three more. The stink was worse than cooked
cabbage. Keeping my ears carefully tuned to the conversation in the other room, I went on
releasing atomic bombs like this for another few
minutes. The pleasure was indescribable!
Eventually the telephone farewells signaled the end
of my freedom, so I quickly fanned the air a few
more times with my napkin, placed it on my lap and folded my hands back on it feeling very
relieved and pleased with myself. My face must
have been the picture of innocence when my
husband returned, apologizing for taking so long.
He asked me if I had peaked through the blindfold,
and I assured him I had not. At this point, he removed the blindfold, and twelve dinner guests
seated around the table, with their hands to their
noses, chorused: "Happy Birthday"
CONFESSION OF A LADY!!!..
.
During lunch at work last week, I ate 3 plates of
Rajma (which I know I shouldn't). When I got home, my husband seemed excited to see me and
exclaimed delightedly: "Darling I have a surprise for
dinner tonight." He then blindfolded me and led me
to my chair at the dinner table. I took a seat and
just as he was about to remove my blindfold, the
telephone ...rang. He made me promise not to touch the blindfold until he returned and went to answer
the call. The Rajma I had consumed were still
affecting me and the pressure was becoming
unbearable, so while my husband was out of the
room I seized the opportunity, shifted my weight
to one leg and let one go. It was not only loud, but it smelled like a fertilizer truck running over a
skunk in front of a garbage dump! I took my
napkin from my lap and fanned the air around me
vigorously. Then, shifting to the other leg, I ripped
off three more. The stink was worse than cooked
cabbage. Keeping my ears carefully tuned to the conversation in the other room, I went on
releasing atomic bombs like this for another few
minutes. The pleasure was indescribable!
Eventually the telephone farewells signaled the end
of my freedom, so I quickly fanned the air a few
more times with my napkin, placed it on my lap and folded my hands back on it feeling very
relieved and pleased with myself. My face must
have been the picture of innocence when my
husband returned, apologizing for taking so long.
He asked me if I had peaked through the blindfold,
and I assured him I had not. At this point, he removed the blindfold, and twelve dinner guests
seated around the table, with their hands to their
noses, chorused: "Happy Birthday"
IndianMascot
Core Member
Eww. :tongue: