In college, I had to write an essay for who knows what English class, and I wrote about how I could tell my (non)boyfriend liked me because he was comfortable enough sit on my lap and rip a giant fart on me.
Lol. My future-wife was leaning against me on the couch, her head in my lap, and my nose started to bleed, and before I could catch it, a drop of red stained her blonde hair. I knew she loved me because she didn’t get mad or grossed out, she just laughed it off.
In college, I had to write an essay for who knows what English class, and I wrote about how I could tell my (non)boyfriend liked me because he was comfortable enough sit on my lap and rip a giant fart on me.
Lol. My future-wife was leaning against me on the couch, her head in my lap, and my nose started to bleed, and before I could catch it, a drop of red stained her blonde hair. I knew she loved me because she didn’t get mad or grossed out, she just laughed it off.
Hey, when a girl nose, she nose. 🥁😆
Groan
Written, “groan” doesn’t quite seem to communicate the disbelieving head-shake I intended. Hence, this qualifying comment. “Ugh. Pun.”
https://youtu.be/yKGzNmtJv50