Fantastical Fart Friday

I'm working from our Indianapolis office today and thanks to rush hour traffic, I won't be home until late tonight. Then I have to get in the shower immediately because I have a hot date with my hubby (meow!!!), so today's post will be short and sweet.

In fact, I'm feeling so lovey-dovey that today's post will not only be short and sweet, but it will be Clay-themed, too. I'm not sure if anyone else agrees (nor do I particularly care because of that whole "this is my blog and I can do whatever I want" thing), but I find my hubby to be hilarious and believe that everything he does is mind-blowingly adorable and charming (except when he gets beard hairs trapped in the sink or leaves his pants in the middle of the hallway).

Before I relay this email exchange between him and I, let me quickly lay down a little background for you. Yesterday my sister, Ashley, sent me an email containing nothing but this picture:


Why did Ashley send me this picture? And why did I feel the need to paste it on my blog in such a large size? Isn't obvious? It's about farts. And everyone knows the quickest way to my heart is with a good fart joke.

P.S. I want to make sure I'm extremely accurate and un-copyright infringe-y, so I put on my Big Girl journalist pants and researched this image to make sure I could correctly attribute its source since it wasn't included in the original email. This is where I found it. Take THAT, media law.

Anyway, this picture was too amazing to keep to myself, so I forwarded it to Clayton. And this was his response (and one of the billions of reasons why you should want him as your friend):

"Then I'll bet you've already wished on all the stars in this galaxy."

I almost had to excuse myself out of the room because I couldn't hold my laughter in. And it wasn't normal laughter threatening to spring from my throat, it was my UGLY laugh and heaven forbid I let any of my co-workers in on my horrible secret of having an obnoxious laugh.

I love my hubby.

I hope you guys have a wonderful weekend and I will meet y'all back here next week!


  1. Eww is my photo really a triangle with an exclamation point in it? When did that happen?

  2. I have no idea! But when you leave me comments it bums me out because it looks like you're yelling at me or warning me of impending doom.

    Maybe it's an issue with the image on your gmail or blogger profile?

    1. totally never came back to check to see if you commented on this! I think maybe I once deleted my blogger photo. I will have to fix this tonight!

  3. This made me giggle. I'm definitely a fan of bathroom humor of all types. For example, why did the boy put candles in the toilet?

    ...he wanted to have a birthday potty.

    I'm sorry how not sorry I am for putting that on your blog.


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