Rude, Crude, But Not Lewd, Post Warning

If you are easily offended look away now.

You've had your chance. Nick, you'll probably relate to this post well.

On Easter Monday, after dropping my friend Ben off at the airport, my son discussed counting to 500. I agreed to do so but only if I counted my farts. How long could it take? I must say that the weekends and weeknights were particularly fruitful but the numbers dropped away whilst I was at work. The reasons for that are probably obvious.

I may give you not-easily-put-off types a few days to guess how many days it took for me to do 500 farts.

Ok, it wasn't that bad, was it? If you have kids you'll understand.