Didn’t you used to live in China for a few years, Sven? That didn’t acclimate you to belching and other body function noises at a level greater than here in the US of A?
My 7 year old belchs much worse than I do (when I’m guzzling beer). I hope she outgrows it and I’ve taught her to say “excuse me.” Sheeerist she is loud and frequent.
Is even sven a guest while visiting her mom? I guess so, since she doesn’t live there any more - yeah, we cool it with the burping and farting when guests are visiting.
Yes, but do you at least say “excuse me”? I mean, everyone burps and farts, obviously, but it doesn’t mean you have to say, “oooh, that was a good one!”
i’m not sure that’s possible, exhaled air is typically warmer than the surroundings, even if the burping is forceful and creates a great movement of gas i think any heat relief from the resulting wind would be minimal.
Some people ('m looking at Even Sven and her attendant coterie of supporters) have a very low threshhold of tolerance if this is deemed worthy of pitting.
One of my friends and his family liked to sit about and fart. He married another of my friends who liked to burp the alphabet. It made for a good marriage.
Burping is hilarious. I just have to post my favorite Calvin and Hobbes strip.
Could be the husband suffers from a digestive ailment? Both acid reflux and IBS run in my husband’s family, so at any given time certain members will have no choice but to burp or fart. They’ll hide it as much as possible in company, of course, or do whatever is needed to mitigate it, but the threat is always there.
Needless to say, it’s the male members of the family that make lame 4th grade jokes about it :rolleyes:
And I think that’s why Alice the Goon made the suggestion she did—feel free to correct me, Alice. This thread’s placement in the Pit made me think it was a Very Serious Issue that Needed Resolving, that it was completely infuriating and unbearable for even sven, so to have her come back and say,“He’s a nice guy! I love my mother! I would never act on this” surprised me, for one.
This thread has made me snort and chortle and laugh and giggle, and to be honest, I even burped a little - more than any thread I’ve read so far on the dope. I especially love how you keep typing BUUURRRRRRRPPPPP! Do it again, do it again!
One of my (now deceased) grandfathers would let loose the most outrageously large and horrifying farts, very frequently, in a house which was much too small. OK, sure, maybe he had a digestive ailment, I can’t blame him for that. But the carrying on and dramatics which followed each foghorn-like blast were not funny at all. It was similar to the OP’s experience: “Riiiiiiiiiiiiip!” “Whoa! That was a good one! Must be those carpet frogs! Whooooooooooeeeeee! Smell that? Isn’t that something? Makes my eyes water, and I’m the one that did it!” What’s worse is my grandmother would join in: “Better check your underwear! What did you eat, because that’s not from MY cooking!” and innumerable variations on that theme.
They were so bad that after two or three of them, even the dog would get up with a whine and leave the room. To quote SNL, on bad nights the house smelled like a sumo wrestler took a dump on a burning tire. Going outside was worse, because after smelling the fresh air, you’d try to enter the house and hit this wall of miasma which was palpable in character.
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I hear that in many cultures, burping is a great complement to your hosts.
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Dude, how do I get on this guest list?
I’d be pleased and proud to have the two of you fart at my house. We’ll have a contest! 
In evens loafers, I’d take mom out to a nice restaurant. Stay in a motel/hotel. Burping dude may get the hint.
But do you do it in front of guests? My wife and I fuck on a regular basis in our home, but we try to refrain from humping on the living room ottoman during tea parties.
BUUURRRRUUUURRRRPPPPP! x 
Well, you don’t have to - it just increases the enjoyment of farting and burping.
As I say to my husband when he burps or farts after I do, “It’s not a contest!” (But it could be.)
An air and a spare.
Holy cats! You let your 7 year old guzzle beer? That’s just not right.
The belching? S’OK by me.