hyper-sensitive nose
in the car, driving towards cambridge from milton.
monica: nuggie, did you fart ?
me: no man. my office is close to a farm land, the smell of cow dung and manure is rife in the air in that area. may be that is what you are smelling.
monica: oh ! ok.
in the afternoon, on the way back from cambridge
monica: did you fart nuggie ?
me: yes
monica: why don't you fart outside ?
me: bu .. but, i farted 1 hour back on st. andrew's street. not now !
monica: oh ! ok.
in the evening, watching agatha christie's poirot on the telly
monica: i sshhhmell something, did you fart nuggie ?
me: NO man.
monica: oh ! ok. may be it is your shoes ?
me: yes, possible. but my shoes are about 10 feet away along with all the other shoes in this family.
monica: oh ! ok. may be it is your feet then ?
me: no, don't think so. i always wash my feet after removing the shoes and socks when i come back home
monica: oh ! ok.
end of poirot, time to open my daily mail and bills
monica: i shhmell something, did you fart ?
me: oh God, no man !!
monica: may be it is the envelope ?
me: yes, must be. i don't think the british home office and UK's inland revenue have anything better to do than to send me a "mail-a-fart" envelope just to piss you off.
monica: kikikiki .. ok
monica: i *still* smell something nuggie !
monica: can i light some perfumed candles ?
now, we have perfumed candles everywhere ! in the living room, kitchen, bedroom. sooner rather than later, we will find a perfumed candle floating in the toilet where yovita's "mighty, unsinkable poo" once used to float.
3am, sound asleep
monica: nuggie ... nuggie .. NUGGIE !!!
me: uh, huh .. yeah ?
monica: did you fart ?
me: how the bloddy hell i am supposed to know, may be i did when i was sleeping ?
monica: oh ! shmells.
me: crazy indonesian
monica: bloody indian !!
i am confused. where is the problem ? my arsehole or her nosehole ? hmm..
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Grr.. I really have to comment on this.
Although this guy is a notorious fart-machine, most of the time, the annoying smell for me during this pregnancy is not his fart. Well that is annoying, but I guess I've got used to it now. It's the smell of the rice when it's cooking, that's what has been bothering me most.
Plus, I don't wake him up at 3 am just to ask whether or not he farted. I can just smell it, can't I? I only wake him up his snore was unbearable. Which is odd, lately he hasn't been snoring that much, and he actually complained that I have been snoring instead! Not that I believe him :p
But this morning, at about 7 am when I was getting ready to go to work, he was woken up by the light. As soon as he lifted his blanket, I can smell fart (no joke). That's why I asked. Legitimate question, eh? :D I shouldn't ask from now on, it's renowned that he's the fart machine, so if my nose smells it, then I know who the culprit is.
[snigger]
Well, [chuckle] as Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. said, "I tell you, we are here on Earth to fart around, and don't let anybody tell you different."
So there you have it, Monica. Nagi's just fulfilling his duty as a resident of the hunk of rock we call home.
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