Hey gang, I thought i'd write about a funny experience I had this weekend. Krista and I are planning a getaway to an undisclosed exotic locale at the end of the month and we're both stoked. It will be a good time to get away and just relax without the kids. Well let's just say there will be snorkeling and long walks on beaches. So yesterday I went down to the local Big 5 to pick up a wet suit because it's been a long time since I was able to get into my old bodyglove and boogie board. It was fun shopping for that kind of stuff because it's not everyday that you get to explain to the store clerk that you're heading off to the Carribean. What was even cooler was that the suit and accessories were on sale! Well I picked out my suit and all the accessories and headed home. Krista had taken the kids out and I wasn't going to be able to share my good news on the money I saved. For whatever reason I decided to try all my new gear on to make sure that everything fit. (kinda dumb you can't try on a $150 item befoe you buy it) After getting everything on, which took quite a while, I heard the garage door open which meant Krista and the kids were home. Something inspired me to play a prank... I decided that I'd hide out upstairs and jump up from behind the bed when they came into the room. It was at this moment that I felt a rumble in my stomach. This wasn't an ordinary, "I must be hungry" rumble, no this was a prelude to a soul shaking, bowel breaking calamity. I decided that I'd deal with that just as soon as I pulled my prank. Krista called out to find out where I was, and I called back, "upstairs... can you come and help me with something?". I heard her sigh, but I knew she'd come up and help. So I ducked down and suppressed the gowing pain in my lower abdomen. I looked under the bed towards the doorway and saw her stand there, presumably looking into the room... I decided to let this go a bit further... she turned out of the doorway walking further down the hall. "Where are you?!?" oh this was gonna be good, I thought. I called out to her again saying that I was in the bedroom, which really pissed her off. "I was just in there!", she replied. From my vantage point looking under the bed, I saw her enter the doorway stepping into the room. It was at this point I sprang to life! and it was at this point so did my colon. As I shot up from behind the bed, still in my wetsuit and scuba gear i let out one of the most robust and full bodied flatulations that have been recorded in my household (and that's really saying something). I actually think Krista was more afraid of the noise that my colon unleashed than me yelling boo, and quite frankly so was I. In an instant Krista fell on the floor LAUGHING!?! and I just stood there confused until I looked into the mirror that was just behind her. Oh My GAWD.... Krista promptly fired off several pics with the camera on her cellphone... (thank God for technology, right?!?)
Well, after much protest... Krista finally prevailed and below is the picture she caught... CLICK HERE
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