BS: Pull my finger.

Subject: BS: Pull my finger.
From: Raptor
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 06:48 AM

Insert Fart Jokes here:

Imature wit and humor only please.

Raptor

Subject: RE: BS: Pull my finger.
From: Leadfingers
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 06:51 AM

Then you want people to blow their own trumpet ??

Subject: RE: BS: Pull my finger.
From: gnu
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 07:08 AM

Always horny you!

Subject: RE: BS: Pull my finger.
From: GUEST,Mingulay at work
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 07:33 AM

BUGGER!!! My finger's fallen off.


Terry, with the price of scrap these days I'm surprised that no one's nicked yours!!

Subject: RE: BS: Pull my finger.
From: bobad
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 08:52 AM

Click this

Subject: RE: BS: Pull my finger.
From: Rapparee
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 09:00 AM

You badmouthin' us trumpet players? Huh? Are ya?

Subject: RE: BS: Pull my finger.
From: Janie
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 09:13 AM

Damn! I knew I had posted this into the wrong thread.

Subject: RE: BS: God! Do you believe ? Which one ?
From: Janie - PM
Date: 02 Mar 06 - 07:28 PM

I don't know where this post should go. I guess this is as good (or as bad) a place as any.

My kid goes is in middle school at a Friends (Quaker) school. He came home in stitches today. One of the science classes is doing a project about the Big Bang theory. One kid brought in a big poster with a Gary Larson 'Far side' cartoon on it.

It was the Genesis Big Bang theory. The angel Gabriel is standing on a cloud, looking a little bored and feckless.
There is a huge hand descending from the sky, index finger pointing. A voice says "Gabriel,pull my finger!"

Now THAT is anthropomorphic!

Janie

Subject: RE: BS: Pull my finger.
From: Liz the Squeak
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 09:15 AM

Oh Bobad... just like home!

LTS

Subject: RE: BS: Pull my finger.
From: Peace
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 10:21 AM

Hey, I bet I can tell you who WON'T post here. Yeah, that's right,





















































William Shatner

Subject: RE: BS: Pull my finger.
From: bobad
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 11:06 AM

Your's must be a very musical household, LTS.

Subject: RE: BS: Pull my finger.
From: Beer
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 08:21 PM

Did you hear that buck snort?

Subject: RE: BS: Pull my finger.
From: The Fooles Troupe
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 08:26 PM

Ah! Janie!

that explains why the world is the way it is!

Subject: RE: BS: Pull my finger.
From: Peace
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 08:26 PM

Proud: You think your farts are exceptionally fine.

Shy: You release silent farts and then blush.

Impudent: You boldly fart out loud and then laugh.

Anti-Social: When the need arises, you excuse yourself from the room and fart in private.

Strategic: You fart and then conceal it with loud coughing.

Sadistic: You fart in bed and then pull the cover up over your partner's head.

Intellectual: You can determine from the smell of any fart exactly what food item had been consumed.

Athletic: You fart at the slightest exertion.

Miserable: You would love to let one out, but you are unable to fart.

Sensitive: You fart and then start crying.

Unfortunate: You try really hard to fart, but you poop instead.

Scientific: You fart regularly but you're concerned about pollution.

Nervous: You stop in the middle of your fart.

Honest: You admit that you farted but offer good medical reasons.

Dishonest: You far and then blame the dog.

Foolish: You suppress your farts for hours.

Thrifty: You always keep a couple of good farts in reserve.

Subject: RE: BS: Pull my finger.
From: Cluin
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 10:55 PM

An old man and his wife have gone to bed.
After laying in bed for a few minutes, the old man floats a loud moist fart and says, "Seven points."
His wife rolls over and asks, "What in the world was that?"
The old man says, "Bedroom football, baby. That was a touchdown. I'm ahead 7 to nothing."
A few minutes later, the wife lets a little ladylike squeaker go, more like a queef than a fart, and says, "Touchdown, tie score. 7 all."
After about ten minutes, the old man drops another sloppy hemorrhoid flapping eye-waterer and says, "Touchdown! In your face! I'm ahead 14 to 7!"
Starting to get her heart into things, the wife quickly farts again, more impressively, and says, "Touchdown! Tie score. 14 to 14."
Then she lets out another quick little bum bark and shouts, "Yes! That's 21 to your 14! I'm Number One! I'm Number One! Yoo! Ess! Ay! Yoo! Ess! Ay!"
The old man lays there and grunts and strains really hard, but to no avail... he can't manage another fart. Not willing to be shown up by his wife, he gives it everything he's got and strains really hard to get out just one more quack.
Finally, he defecates the bed.
The wife squeals, "Herbert, you filthy pig! What the hell wre you doing?"
The old man gets up. "That was the band. Half-time. Switch sides."

Subject: RE: BS: Pull my finger.
From: Liz the Squeak
Date: 04 Mar 06 - 05:13 AM

Indeed we are a musical household... Manitas is the brass section (when not playing the melodeon), Limpit does a lovely counterpoint and I've been known to span the octaves in one 'breath'.....

LTS

Subject: RE: BS: Pull my finger.
From: frogprince
Date: 04 Mar 06 - 10:25 AM

Wish I had a recording to prove what I accomplished once years ago in college. I got up in the morning, stretched, and hit 5 notes on a rising scale. My roommate about laughed his guts out.

Subject: RE: BS: Pull my finger.
From: bobad
Date: 04 Mar 06 - 01:12 PM

That's a veritable wind ensemble you have there LTS.

Subject: RE: BS: Pull my finger.
From: GUEST,eoin o'
Date: 04 Mar 06 - 02:27 PM

Gabriel had his horn blowen! so it must be alright!!
    eoin