In front of my wife, daugther, or two boys. Is this unusual?
I got to thinking about this earlier in the week when a sheriff's deputy came to my office to discuss security issues I'm dealing with at our facility. When I was showing him around the premise he, on a couple of occasions, let 'em rip. The weird thing is he kept rolling like it was nothing. Personally, I would rather have a piercing pain shoot through my brain than pass gas in front of my family, or anybody else for that matter. I'll concede that possibly I've let a straggler out in my sleep but my wife, lovingly, hasn't pointed it out.
I have never heard, or more importantly, smelled one of my wife’s either. We're pretty much on the same page on this issue. Am I just too darn pretentious? I understand God created us with a few funny quirks but I just can't get that comfortable. I can’t even stand to watch movie scenes where they are freely passing gas, i.e. Blazing Saddles, The Klumps.
Another reason I control my wind is because that is a muscle I'm using back there, and you wanna guess what will happen in my later years if I stop using that muscle? Exactly! It ain't the autobahn. I got strict traffic control laws back there.
Anyway, hope I didn’t gross anybody out but I am sincerely curious. Am I just an uptight dude? No pun intended.
I got to thinking about this earlier in the week when a sheriff's deputy came to my office to discuss security issues I'm dealing with at our facility. When I was showing him around the premise he, on a couple of occasions, let 'em rip. The weird thing is he kept rolling like it was nothing. Personally, I would rather have a piercing pain shoot through my brain than pass gas in front of my family, or anybody else for that matter. I'll concede that possibly I've let a straggler out in my sleep but my wife, lovingly, hasn't pointed it out.
I have never heard, or more importantly, smelled one of my wife’s either. We're pretty much on the same page on this issue. Am I just too darn pretentious? I understand God created us with a few funny quirks but I just can't get that comfortable. I can’t even stand to watch movie scenes where they are freely passing gas, i.e. Blazing Saddles, The Klumps.
Another reason I control my wind is because that is a muscle I'm using back there, and you wanna guess what will happen in my later years if I stop using that muscle? Exactly! It ain't the autobahn. I got strict traffic control laws back there.
Anyway, hope I didn’t gross anybody out but I am sincerely curious. Am I just an uptight dude? No pun intended.