One time I farted in my sleep. It was loud enough to wake my guy... and he thought it was someone breaking in to our place. Fml. The first time I ever farted in front of my husband, I farted ON him. In my sleep. So loudly that my brother in law in the living room, through TWO closed doors heard it.
One time I farted in my sleep. It was loud enough to wake my guy... and he thought it was someone breaking in to our place. Fml.
One time I farted in my sleep. It was loud enough to wake my guy... and he thought it was someone breaking in to our place. Fml. The first time I ever farted in front of my husband, I farted ON him. In my sleep. So loudly that my brother in law in the living room, through TWO closed doors heard it. I used to be in a relationship with a guy who would fart so loud he would wake his own self up, and then jump out of bed on alert like there was gunfire to shoot back at. Thank GOD I'm not with that guy anymore. Gave new meaning to the cliché "Scared of your own shadow."
I peed my pants the first time I experienced an earthquake. The one on October 17, 1989 in San Francisco. Oh and I was 8 months pregnant at the time.
I still can't swim. My virginity remained intact until I was 24. Same here on the swimming… As for the other… STILL intact! :blushing: :sad:
I still can't swim. My virginity remained intact until I was 24.
I'm an ICU nurse and on night shifts when I have a patient in a single room I'll close the door and let one rip. It's the perfect crime, the patient's asleep and no-one can hear. On a related note, I hold the record in our house for the worst fart ever smelt. It still makes me laugh when I think about my husband's head turning towards me, eyes front and with absolutely no expression on his face :laugh:
I'd never tried rice until 6 months ago, how did I managed 33 years without it
Apparently I talk in my sleep in great detail. Especially during sexy dreams.
-I am addicted to games on my iPad. I have 10 of them I play on a regular basis, going from one to another. -When I go to a public place, for some reason I always have to poop. It hits me out of nowhere. I don't have stage fright using public restrooms -I worry about things I cannot change or have control over over.
I'm scared I'm going to be alone forever..
I consider myself a pretty good cook but I have never even touched a raw chicken with bones in it. Ever.