Nobody’s gonna buy the cow if you give 'em the methane for free!
Hey, I dated him once. Except I dumped his ass for being a ridiculous hypocrite.
I don’t get people who hold in their farts forever. I totally do for the first several months of a relationship. Then one squeaks out after tacos or whatever, and opens the door. I particularly can’t imagine voluntarily holding your farts in for YEARS of marriage. Talk about uptight.
I have never voluntarily farted in front of my husband. On accident, yes, but he looked at me like I’d grown a second head the one time I’ve burped in front of him after a full can of beer, so I’ve never done it again. I’ve also never seen him go to the bathroom.
My husband also doesn’t fart or burp in front of me voluntarily, though he has farted so loudly in his sleep that he tried to hide from it. I laughed so hard the bed shook. (Then I farted)
Nice User name/post combo right there.
If I can’t let out a good burp or fart in my own house then what’s the point. I had a long term boyfriend that didn’t mind it. We didn’t bother closing the bathroom door while peeing, but closed it while pooping if only to keep the smell contained. We didn’t make a big production out of farts, but when ya gotta toot ya gotta do it.
Fast forward when I married someone else. He immediately put the kibosh on me leaving the bathroom door open and gave a me disgusted looks when I performed a normal bodily function in the privacy of my own home. We are now divorced.
Also, I work with a woman who was recently telling me that her daughter spent time in the hospital with some kind of intestinal problem. The daughter would hold her farts in and would only poop in her own bathroom which after a lifetime of doing this caused a serious blockage.
Haha! I actually was thinking.. I wonder if anyone would catch that. The two have NOTHING in common. It’s a nickname I have always had.
For the love of Mike, grow a sense of humor.
Mrs. Cake nailed it: release your inner 10 year old.
The Fella and I have been dating for a couple of years now. Even though we’ve seen each other through hospital stays, sick dogs, sick kids, etc, we’ve had this attitude from the beginning. I wouldn’t be with a man this long without that level of comfort.
I’m not much of a burper, but I have been known to " shoot off a cannon", as my Mom says. I try not to do the really loud ones in front of my husband, but a few do escape now and then. My husband on the other hand is a one man brass band. We’ve been married 32 years so it’s no big deal - some he lets go are so outrageous, you can only laugh.
At my former job, one of my co-workers, who also had been married for many years, and I were laughing about our spouses farting. Our other co-worker, a real prissy, persnickety woman, said that her fiance never farts because he has too much respect for her. We just laughed even more.
Whenever I fart in front of my boyfriend he always says, “Baby! You pooted!”
So yeah, I love the username/post combo. I laughed immediately at it…
Surprisingly, I’ve never heard my boyfriend fart or burp… he says that he does sometimes but I never notice it!
While we’re on the subject of user names and posts…
In other words, he doesn’t know what to say!
Haha! Very funny!
I make it a point to only have romantic relationships with humans. And burping and farting are things that all humans do.
Before we married, my wife was quite demure about such things. Now that we’re hitched, she will generally pop them out as needed. I’m not squeamish about such things and I normally wouldn’t care.
Coupled with her weight gain and her new fondness for house muumuus, though, and it bothers me a little bit. I don’t mean to be superficial, but I’ve kept myself up pretty well and I try to mind my manners, and I’d like a little of the mystery back. I love her to death though, so no biggie.
Not during sex. Oh no!
I’m older so when I grew up this was considered rude and embarrassing. so, I’ve never done it and I don’t expect others around me to do it, except in rare situations. Younger people have fewer inhibitions. If you can believe it, I had never heard a woman say “fuck” until I was an adult. So, now women seem to me like quasi-men that swear and fart all the time. I kind of miss the old days.
We are really close. We’re not married yet, but the wedding is on Sunday the eighteenth of May (in two days).
We never pass gases of any form in front of each other, but we have done so much worse. Once, when he had an upset stomach and had to get up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom, after about twenty minutes I went to keep him company and brought him a dressing gown to put around his shoulders. (omg on my phone dressing gown corrected to dragon) and another time which was at the start of this week, he accidentally crapped his pants and hid it from me because we were at a poetry exhibit that I wanted to go to, and he didn’t want to make me leave early. I only found out because when we got home I tried to rip his clothes off before he could get changed. (don’t judge me he is hot as f***) and then I HELPED him.
Two days after that we were at a place with no toilets and he needed to do both things again. We found a place outside where he could pee but he couldn’t hold the other thing in without using his hands, so I held his thingy while he peed so he could stop himself doing the other. It didn’t work and he ended up having another accident, though. I helped him out again.
I have never used the toilet in front of him, but have peed my pants a total of six times in front of him. And because he kept feeling stupid about his two accidents, I made myself do it too to show him that it isn’t a big deal.
Oh, and yesterday we were at a convention and the only bathroom large unisex bathroom) was out of order, so I sat right over his crotch to help him hold in pee. For seven hours. I didn’t sit there for that long obviously, but that is how long I had to in some shape or form help him hold it.
So, basically, we are closer than a lot of couples. He is mine. I am his. Anything else is unthinkable. We share everything. I would die for him. I would KILL for him. So, do we really have anything to hide?
Right back atcha.
I don’t understand the stuff about “voluntary farting.” What, so some people fart on purpose? I thought it was just a natural process.
Of course I fart in front of my GF now and then. I’m human, I have bowels, we live together, sometimes farts happen.
My husband hates when I do either. It’s totally unfair. I don’t have any problem with his.
While spooning or otherwise touching butts, my boyfriend and I will lift a cheek instead of farting on each other. We’re not animals.
Wow, it’s almost like men and women are both part of some larger category. I wonder what we should call it?