I was always reasonably above average with quality and quanitity.
When I was 13 somewhere between 60-90 kids ran screaming from rangitoto colleges gym foyer because of my gas purge.
Into pissing rain....
I've actually blown holes in my pants and undies.
The various bouquets and vintages have made people spew on occasion.
Now, my workmates make me leave the room everytime, and I spend a lot of time outside, in winter its gonna be hell.
I mean, I watched a doco called "I can't stop farting", it claims the average person farts maybe 3-5 times a day, and a chronic farter does it 300-500 times a day.
That would be my category.
The smell, which must also be taken into account, goes beyond comprehension.
I've been eating a packet of dates for the last couple of nights at work, and by God what a brilliant idea.
The odour is eating into the fabric of anything my crebossas contacts.
All the chairs, couches, and my bed, reek.
I spoke to a nurse who reckons a daily Metamucil will stop it, but I'm unconvinced anything can stop this.
I'll keep you posted.......
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