A Royal Rip

While tracting, my companion and I came across an older gentleman kneeling down in his flower bed in front of his house. We approached and went through our normal spiel and ended by inviting him to listen to our discussions. He politely declined and told us we could be on our way. As we turned, my companion less-than-discreetly broke wind. As the man had remained kneeling during our brief conversation, he was royally crop-dusted by my unassuming companion. Meanwhile, I struggled to walk away without doubling over in laughter. Anonomous Australia Melbourne 2002-2004

2013-01-20T09:00:00+00:00 January 20th, 2013|Uncategorized|0 Comments

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