Comments on: They Let Me Out On A Day Pass

By: foxy

foxy — Mon, 01 Feb 2010 21:25:36 +0000

HAHAHAHA!! Yeah, about that ‘if you can’t beat em, join em’ thing? I’ve joined also. The hubs used to really irritate me with all his farts, but then i realized that the only revenge was a taste (or smell) of his own medicine. So, it is open farting season year round in my house too.

By: foxy

foxy — Mon, 01 Feb 2010 21:21:07 +0000

I can’t believe I missed this… I’m going over now to check it out.

By: meredith

meredith — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 19:40:44 +0000

you’re all famous like now, cher!!!!!!!

By: Tracie

Tracie — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 13:51:44 +0000

Congrats on getting picked for Top Blog! You deserve it!

By: beth aka confusedhomemaker

beth aka confusedhomemaker — Sat, 30 Jan 2010 16:21:07 +0000

Well I can say that the boys I have in my house would die of laughter at just the shirt.

By: Erin

Erin — Sat, 30 Jan 2010 15:09:05 +0000

I just read your guest post on farts over at Speaking From The Crib—awesome! Laughed my ass off. I have two girls (who are twins, they’re 4 years old), so we have a lot of that going on around here, but I know as they get older it will probably slow way down. You are right—something about men and bodily functions.

have a great weekend and CONGRATS on being Top Blog!!

By: Surferwife

Surferwife — Sat, 30 Jan 2010 05:25:23 +0000

You. Are. Famous. And it’s about damn time, girl. You are too funny to not be noticed by millions of readers.

By: Cher

Cher — Sat, 30 Jan 2010 03:46:35 +0000

I just took that picture last week in Playa Del Carmen, Mexico. Had you mentioned it sooner, I could have brought one back for you.

Try here – http://shop.cafepress.com/fart

I’ve never used them, but they seem to have lots of good fart stuff. Good luck!

By: Lori

Lori — Sat, 30 Jan 2010 01:20:54 +0000

I grew up with a father who felt no reason to ever hide any opportunity to fart. Well at least around the house. It was free for all farting zone for him. When we were out someplace in public, he would conveniently slam the car door just at the right time, or slip into the next aisle. I would always hear my mom saying “Oh, Paul! I’m trying to raise two ladies!” (referring, of course, to my sister and I). Didn’t work, Ma. Despite your best efforts I’m a Kelly through and through. In fact, I like to mention to people that you can call me what you want, but please, don’t ever call me a lady! Now I have two boys of my own and you KNOW I ain’t trying to raise to ladies here! So guess what they’ve heard around the house from day 1? Oh – no joke, one of the first sentences Ryan ever spoke was to say “what’s dat noise?” Guess what it was. His momma.

By: ScoMan

ScoMan — Fri, 29 Jan 2010 23:28:56 +0000

I actually stopped over there first. So this is like.. old news to me now.