Thursday, November 22, 2012

Take on the bomb

It serves me right for having three day old cold meatball pizza for
breakfast but when I got on the ferry yesterday I felt my stomach
grumble and knew what it could mean. It's a 14 minute ferry ride and
we were no more than two minutes into it and I knew I'd keel over if I
tried to hold it so I let her rip and rip it did.
I swear the stink of the diesel burning engines didn't stand a chance
because the entire boat now smelled like my small intestines
I of course immediately turned around and put my face into shirt and
starts loudly complaining how somebody could be so rude

But as they say who smelled it probably dealt it

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