Gulp… Part 6.

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In which we discuss gas.

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Admit it, you’ve known people who could power your stove, no problem.

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Correct me if I’m wrong, but the rectum is not a place from which one wishes to launch a torpedo.

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Vancouver, Washington? Take a bow. You were once the prune capitol of the world! And though I found that photo of the Prunarians, it was rather boring…. So I’m including this one instead.

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If ever a face screamed Queen of Prunes? It was Miss Pierce’s.

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It’s good to know NASA doesn’t just spend billions on rockets and shuttles. A fart proof space suit? That’s surely worth its weight in gold.

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14 thoughts on “Gulp… Part 6.”

  1. Oh, Rg, the memories you dig out of the distant recesses of my mind. This actually happened some 65 years ago or so. I was forced to go to Sunday school, and a Sunday school teacher loved to take the boys in his class out to various nature places. Then he would take us back to his apartment, where he lived alone, and feed us before he returned us home. (I am not accusing him of anything, though looking at these memories through adult eyes such behavior could lead to certain thoughts. I know I was never molested, that I remember, but the day in question 3 of the 5 boys were thinking about their anuses, in particular their farts. The man smoked, and had left his zippo lighter where it could be found by boys. Boys being boys, and for some reason thinking about their anuses, they started blowing farts across the flame from the lighter. Damned if those farts didn’t create flamethrower effects. I watched from the sidelines, I was a very shy boy, as was the other kid there–I can only surmise now he was probably also an abused kid at home. But these other three boys were quite gregarious, and somehow thet kept the farts-flames going until the Sunday School teacher came out of the kitchen to see what was going on, only to walk right into a burning anus-blast. Man, did he get angry!
    I cannot remember ever being taken back to his apartment again. Probably a good thing, looking through adult eyes.

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  2. Well one only needs to watch just ONE stupid episode of the show Jackass to know that farts don’t burn blue. And no, I don’t watch it, my oldest told me the show thrived the gas experiment. That’s when I suggested he really think about college….lol.

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  3. I was big in turning chicken plop into methane gas back before time began. I often though about doing that with raw sewage, but now I find out that only a third of the population make methane. Hydrogen is just too unstable to use it on a large scale.
    Another dream destroyed …

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