Wednesday, April 10, 2013


I have been blessed with the awesome gift of being able to out burp every man I know. As repulsive as some may find my ability to expel gas, my husband, Mike, is ever ready to take credit when it happens to me in public. I, on the other hand, am not willing to take the blame for his crop dusting explosions at the grocery store. He is gentlemanly enough though to warn me when this happens by telling me very calmly to walk....JUST KEEP WALKING!

1 comment:

  1. I only offer to take credit as a chivalrous gesture. You're free to claim your own work. :)