this post if you don't care for a fart story. Otherwise go ahead and read on.
This morning I was walking into Dunkin' Donuts to get a coffee. At this time of the years sometimes my allergies act up almost spontaneously. When I got into Dunkin' Donuts, at the mere flick of a hair-trigger, I sneezed violently. The sneeze was so forceful that it made me simultaneously "quack". Although I could not hear it because of the decibels of my sneeze, the fart sure felt loud. I'm sure the customers sitting down, standing in line, and the counter help could clearly identify the sound.
As an aside, when my brother would mow the lawn, he'd sing at the top of his lungs. He thought the sound of the lawnmower would drown out his singing, but only to his ears. The neighbors thought he was some wacko because of the way he was singing. One neighbor thout he ran over his foot with the lawnmower. Well, the same sound principle applies to today's incident. I just pretented that nothing happened but it was hard not to have a grin on my face.
So, it's my turn to be helped. When I told the counter girl I wanted a large coffee with two Sweet'n'Lows, she nearly burst out laughing. I could sense she was trying to prevent herself from laughing uncontrollably.
Well, perhaps a new kind of doughnut for Duckin' Donuts to put on it's menu ought to be balut filled donuts, baked Philippine style. Ooops, I meant Dunkin' Donuts. For those of you guys who like fishing, I'm sure you don't care for the DUNKING DUCKS when they take your potential catch.
- Kevin
