And coming on for Manchester United, Zlatan IbrahimovićWHO?
Why is it when men drop a nasal burner there is much high fiving and guffaw's but when women do it we become dirty?
My son can burn the hairs of the inside of your nasal passages but that is met with pride by my husband, whereas if I dare to even squeak they all roll about in deathly throws and de-camp to the workshop til it subsides...
Yes I'm bored...
I worry about anyone who wants to christen the CISTERN
Whoever smelt it, dealt it.
My missus does the most vile, evil, nose curling farts I've ever known.
Monday night we both both asleep, it was 2.36 and I was disturbed from a deep sleep, I didn't know what caused me to wake up, didn't remember hearing a bang or noise and then the smell hit me properly. When I say smell, I mean it REALLY stank
It was so bad I had to get up and unload half a canister of febreze into the room. Even after spraying it smelt of a mix of fart and air freshener.
The noise of the aerosol stirred her, she turned over and fell back asleep not knowing what was happening.
I ended up leaving the room for 20 mins then going back to bed, I'm considering shoving a butt plug up her arse to stop her but I think the back pressure could cause the plug to fail and for it to be shot out at such velocity it could break a window.
End of the season we're starting a diet as the pies have made me a bit portly so I dread to think what lots of veg is going to do to her.
I feel sorry for people who don't drink because when they wake up, that's the best they are going to feel all day.
There is an older bloke in my office that goes into a trap, and drops his trousers and pants to his ankles to give himself a bog roll cock wipe down all while leaving the door open. He does this when others are in the loo. If he is on his own he stands at the sink, drops the trousers and pants and washes his cock off. I've wandered into the bogs to be presented with his arse and leopard skin pants and so has a colleague. We had to report him to security. The fear of not knowing if he was going to be in there became too much. The old guy on reception didnt know what to make of it, other than on finding out who it was did tell me that he had always thought the bloke a bit of a wrong un.