Wednesday, December 06, 2006

I TOLD You So

Liz learns that matches are for cigarettes and computer dating only:

Well a fart has brought down a plane. I have been saying for YEARS that public flatulence (cutting one in my presence) never leads to any good. FINALLY. I have documentation to support it.

Don't believe me? The proof is in the pooting:

Flatulent passenger grounds flight
http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20061206/od_nm/airliner_flatulence_dc

8 comments:

othur-me said...

What I want to know is, why were you going to Dalls in the first place, Liz?

Jester said...

If Squeaky from Othurme's post the other day were the doer, the flight would have been grounded based on the toxic emissions alone.

mist1 said...

I love this story. She should carry a note from her doctor.

chad said...

sounds like it's a good thing i never carried any matches onto any of the flights i've taken with killer

Anonymous said...

I don't have time to implement all my inventions, so I'm going to pitch this one to you and you can solve the problem of public flatulence. It's a baloon-like bag that attatches to the bung-hole to be easily emptied in a bathroom, or outside where no-one's around. It would attatch with some sort of waxy-glue.... will you share the wealth and fame that comes from my idea?

Anonymous said...

Pills for poots? A magical pill that makes all food gases exit in a pleasant puff! Comes in rose or cinnamon scents.*

*May cause rectal bleeding.

Mel Francis said...

I heart this story.

Killer said...

Being someone who has caused considerable noxious situations in public places, I feel for her.
To Chad:
The plane would explode if you lit a match around me in a closed environment with only recycled air.