Comments on: Genetic Strangeness?

By: jimmy white

jimmy white — Wed, 19 Apr 2006 04:30:00 +0000

‘reeky’is a great descriptive term often used with my mates in theU.K. when describing anal emmissions. always a popular word when were having a few beers down the pub. great word!!
here are a few examples that we might say..

that’s a reeky stench mate.
jeez, ur arse reeks!
crikey mate, ur fart reeks!

By: Jetting Through Life

Jetting Through Life — Fri, 03 Feb 2006 23:33:00 +0000

Wow… you won’t even claim just half of the weird genes??

By: eph2810

eph2810 — Wed, 01 Feb 2006 06:04:00 +0000

Well, they always say to hear both sides of the story. But the case of this story we might want to the hear the story from Spencer

By: Doris

Doris — Tue, 31 Jan 2006 23:04:00 +0000

I hate to say it Eric you have your own set of weird gene’s LOL

By: Homer Jay

Homer Jay — Tue, 31 Jan 2006 10:24:00 +0000

reeky? oh, man. does that describe my bathroom after, er.. well, let’s say “heavy usage”.

And I have to agree. Jill has no monopoly on weirdness in your house. Of course, that comes from a guy who calls himself “The Eccentric Father.”

By: WendyWings

WendyWings — Mon, 30 Jan 2006 19:05:00 +0000

Hmmm this seems rather deja vu with a twist.

By: Jamie

Jamie — Mon, 30 Jan 2006 00:45:00 +0000

Just for the record…reeky is not generally used in Catasauqua. Nor in the Schafer family. Sorry, but that one must be Boehme-ish!

By: Ananke

Ananke — Sun, 29 Jan 2006 23:06:00 +0000

Hm, judging from the two oh-so-similar posts, no matter which way you cut it, you’re kids are doomed.

P.S. ROFLMAO at “Spencer’s version”!!!!

By: Dave

Dave — Sun, 29 Jan 2006 08:07:00 +0000

Do I have to separate you two?

YOU'RE BOTH WIERD!

Wierd boy gene meets wierd girl gene, out pops twisted gas mask face boy with superman undies.

I am waiting for Spencer's take on this "he said, she said, fly on the wall said" story. I envision it going something like this:

I entered the bathroom where mom's hair was standing on end due to extreme hairblowing, while the doors of the shower were vibrating back and forth from the tremendous force created by my dad's latest ilk fart.

"Holy Crap!" I said, and rushed out of the room before the odor worse than vomit was mixed with a smell that really was vomit.

Since I had no access to an emergency gas mask or even a good Glade plug in, I went to work to protect my senses from offense the only way I know how. Scotch tape and paper towels.

The tape to the eyebrows was necessary so that the tension would sufficiently plug my double barrel snot launcher upon return to the rankess of the reeky bathroom.

Meanwhile dad was flushing the toilet ranting about wiggly things.

They say the children of this generation have lost touch with reality, well no wonder...

Mom calls dad a retard in Iambic Pentameter, and dad is exchanging armpit farts with some guy code name Cheese Weasel.

By: prying1

prying1 — Sun, 29 Jan 2006 05:00:00 +0000

Hope you don’t get sued for plagiarism. Jillian’s post has an earlier time stamp.

Unless…
Might you have major portions of it written in an old notebook from high school? Might the notebook be found to have wifey’s fingerprints on it???

(scotch tape can transfer fingerprints from a water glass to a shiney notebook cover)