Whoever smelt it...
I am sitting at school, minding my own business, and all of the sudden...
WHAM! My delicate nose is assaulted by the odor of flaming boiled eggs on a platter of sulfer. Was it you?
WHAM! My delicate nose is assaulted by the odor of flaming boiled eggs on a platter of sulfer. Was it you?
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Why is my husband visiting you at school? I thought he was with your husband on their business trip!?!
I was wondering where Isabella disappeared to, promptly returning with a look of relief...
actually, it was none of the above.
the culprit (i will call him "Mefferson" to protect his identity) randomly expels flatulance throughout naptime, and he just happened to be pointed right in my direction.
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