iruhnman630
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You think this is bad? Try being on the road trying not to offend some poor unsuspecting customer.
Burger King onion rings.
Nuff said.
62 wings and about 12 beers the day of the Super Bowl. Nuff saidBurger King onion rings.
Nuff said.
were you one of those kids in school who sat in the back of the class and farted all the time????
im_tired,
Do you find these bottles often?
In 3rd grade I farted in science class and successfully blamed it on the teacher.
I was loading a high volume truck on an outbound PD with another guy in the middle of the summer one year.. let a vile belly flapper loose and waited to watch his reaction. He started coughing and gagging as he ran to the cat walk. I actually saw him dry heave and he told me he was about to puke. But no cigar.
That's the closest I've ever come to being a legend.
I think I'm about to cry. That was sure funny.When I was young, my parents got absolutely wasted one night. In the morning, my brother and I were playing on the bed and just generally being annoying, when our father rolled over, and in an exaggerated fashion, heaved a great sigh and flapped the blankets. He must've had the oven going for hours, because my mother began to choke, gag, and started to run for the bathroom; she got a few steps, turned to the window, and honked on the back of the air conditioning unit.
I had a weird childhood.
Howdy. I'm new here, and new to UPS--I'll have a year in May. I work on preload in Austin, TX, and I love it. I mean, it sucks and it hurts and it makes me feel crazy, but what's love without that? Anyway, I have a situation that happens every day and I'm wondering who else it happens to. At a point late in the morning, usually around the time the air shows up, I start farting basically every time i do anything because I really, really need to take a ****. I'm in a heavy section, so there's usually no time for that. I would go when we break, but the timing's never right because my bowels hate me. Instead I just fart, like, a lot. What happens next never fails to make me laugh. I'll be loading one car, fart in it, move to another, load more, walk back into the car I was just loading, and BAM, I just cropdusted myself. Face full of my own fart. The worst is when I fart while I'm making a stack and then turn around to set it in the back of the car behind me and basically kneel directly into my own gas. Does this happen to anybody else?
When I was young, my parents got absolutely wasted one night. In the morning, my brother and I were playing on the bed and just generally being annoying, when our father rolled over, and in an exaggerated fashion, heaved a great sigh and flapped the blankets. He must've had the oven going for hours, because my mother began to choke, gag, and started to run for the bathroom; she got a few steps, turned to the window, and honked on the back of the air conditioning unit.
I had a weird childhood.
We had a guy who was very fit and a vegan. Wow. Just wow. I, finally, used seniority and refused to unload with him. Wow. Eyes burning wow.