I'm Such a F**king Lady!

Ok, so I just finished reading a very funny blog about flatulence. That’s right ladies, an entire blog devoted to flatulence etiquette for couples ( I encourage you all to read it http://shegavemethekeys.blogspot.com/2008/12/public-service-announcement.html.) At any rate, it brings up a situation – hypothetical of course- that may help other girls out who may one day find themselves in this situation.

Let’s say, hypothetically speaking of course, that you are away with your guy for more than one night. And let’s just say that you went out to eat at a restaurant, ummm for the sake of the story we’ll use the Melting Pot. And let’s just say that while there, you got it in on the cheese and chocolate fondue. And let’s just say that, for the sake of the story, you are a vegetarian, so along with the cheese and chocolate fondue, you had a bunch of veggies for the entrée. And let’s just say that by the end of the meal, before you made it back to the room, your stomach was pretty ummmm…tore up.

In this hypothetical situation, you know it’s a wrap once you get back to the hotel room. How would you, being a lady and all, handle such a situation?