Haven't we all had one of those days? Where it seems like every hallway amble down, somehow we manage to confront one of those methane/6%-feces creations? It's like getting hit by a brick wall… a brick wall that can chuck chunks of gravelly dirt at you.
By the way, the farts featured in this nice picture both possess my trademark “evil-face.” It's a face that I seemed to invent that has appeared on multiple things since 4th grade. (The first person to credit the evil-face to ME was one of my best friends… just so you can tell that I'm not being a conceited prick and crediting it to myself without any outside sources).
shino at 1:46AM, March 14, 2007
hahaha i agree with Mr E its funny
Laeluu at 8:56PM, March 13, 2007
Fart magneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet.
dr_dolittle at 11:44AM, March 13, 2007
It always seems to happen at work.
DJLink at 11:26AM, March 13, 2007
Ill take your word for it.
Mr E at 12:26AM, March 13, 2007
Ew. Yes, and everybody thinks its you. Sucks.