Rip City

Something tells me this was fate! (Click to enlarge to read entire story.)

I was emailed a news clipping today. Honestly, don’t ask me why. I can’t explain why so many folks email me stuff about things like farts, poop and what not. Anyone know why?

Anyway, the author is a sixth grade student and seems the sort, I hope, that will one day grow up to read my humble little blog. Or, way more likely, I’ll be reading hers! She’s got the writing skills that I sorely lack.

6 responses

  1. This post is a gas! Thanks! πŸ˜‰ My father used to sing this song: “Beans, beans, the musical fruit. The more you eat, the more you toot.”


    1. Thanks. I have to admit I was surprised gerbils were so far down the list. We all know how disgusting they can be.

      My dad also sang that song plus a bunch of others that really screwed me up.


  2. I think this is the start of a wonderful friendship. She farts and you poop. It’s a Royal Flush of a match…and you’ll need lots of those. Matches. πŸ™‚


    1. Ugh. I had the smell of matches. Funny, I’ve never said the same thing about farts.


  3. Maybe she’s a long-lost relative. I’m glad I’m a human (non-vegetarian).


    1. I can only hope. I’m trying to remember where I was nine years ago.


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