This is Classic: PooPourri’s How to Poop at a Party

I laughed so hard at this today, I had to share it.

Once upon a time, I used to work as a fence builder. One day, we ate a fast food place notorious for quick turnarounds. Well, nature called while we were working at a house. I knocked on the door and asked to use the restroom. The nice lady let me in and I commenced to destroy her guest bathroom with an odor so foul, it still brings tears to my eyes. Then of course there was no spray to cover up my disaster.

One time, on my second date with Mrs. Pants... I wanted to test her limits so I lifted my leg to fart. Well, it turns out, I was the one with a surprise. I turned the car back around and went home to change. The lesson of this is, NEVER TRUST A FART.