First times!
it’s one of those days where things happen and for no reason I am happy, and then I feel thoughtful. Reflective. When on the way home on the bus I thought about when I start dating again those awkward first moments.
The first date
The first kiss
The first look at someone naked
Their first look at you naked
The first burp
The first argument
That first fart..
I was going out with this boy, he ended up being a complete retard and bastard. Anyways lets not discuss that. He and I were doing the walk in a park thing and we thought it would be romantic to kiss under a tree, after we kissed for a while, we both sat down and stared up at the sky, as young 18 year olds do.
It was time to go and pickup my sister from her swimming coaching and as i went to stand up and was in that awkward position I let one rip.
I froze, and looked up at my boyfriend who had a shocked look on his face. He pointed at me and said “You farted!” I just looked at him, wishing to god that the ground would open up and swallow me.
Then he started laughing at me. I laughed too, eventually. When we got back to his place, he told all his housemates. Who all promptly stood up and farted on cue…
Yes well.. then he took to dutch ovening me. I think we can leave the rest up to imagination..
February 22nd, 2006 at 11:33 am
lolzz. It’s the little things like that, that are the real romance milestones. Love the fart story.
February 22nd, 2006 at 1:26 pm
dutch ovens ? surprised you didn’t kill him…
February 22nd, 2006 at 5:58 pm
nothing says love like a good fart !
February 24th, 2006 at 12:58 am
Please help out a culturally challenged Canadian.. What is “Dutch ovening”?
(Or do I really want to know?)
February 24th, 2006 at 2:42 am
it means.. enclosed space, no additional incoming air.. being filled with gas… similar to being a slow cooking pot sealed tight with steam not escaping…