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In sharing with others, it seems my views on passing gas are dated and/or silly.

I do not ever use the word 'fart'. I find it blech-y (but I do use blech-y...?!)

I do not ever intentionally toot in front of others.

In the 4 yrs I was with a serious BF before XH, I never tooted in front of him. We also never lived together.

In the 14 yrs that I was with XH, I tooted twice ever. Once in my sleep (it woke us both up, damn!) and the other time because we were horsing around and he squeezed it out of me. I CRIED about it the first time!

And for the record, I never once heard him toot either! We were not ones to tell each other we were pooping either. All that is pretty private, kwim?

So...what's your take on passing gas?

1) I do it when I need to. Not a big deal. (and if you do that, do you acknowledge, like oops? Or excuse me?)

2) I don't sit around busting ass, but also am not embarrassed if it happens

3) Would leave a room to do it and would DIE if someone heard me.

I'm a #3 for sure.

I guess it depends who I'm around. If it's just me and SO, or me and my family, then this

2) I don't sit around busting ass, but also am not embarrassed if it happens

is me.

If we're talking anyone other than my family, then I'm definitely this:

3) Would leave a room to do it and would DIE if someone heard me.

It took me YEARS before I would toot in front of SO. After we moved in together, I trained my body to only go Number 2 first thing in the morning, so I could immediately jump in the shower, with the fan on, and give the air time to dissipate.

One bout of a stomach virus cured me of that

The word was like a swear word in my house growing up. I still don't say it.

I'd say overall I am a #3. I don't want to listen to others doing it all the time, so why would I do it to someone else?

t/j - I teach 3rd grade. It's instant embarrassment for a kid who lets one slip, followed by giggles and red faces.

Meh; it's perfectly natural, but I'm still a 6-year old when it happens.

I try to not offend others, but it happens. If there's a dog available, always blame the dog.

I worked for a man who ate a pretty much raw diet and obviously had no shame. He'd fart--very loudly--in the office (luckily, he was only in the office 1-2 hrs a day). It was a very small office with 5 of us in addition to him. It was an occasion for lots of eye rolling and silent laughter.

My husband is more like a number 0

He will actually tell me "come here i need to tell you something' and then fart in my general direction...

He will score them sometimes by how many people leave the room...dogs are double points.

He will actually carpet bomb people at Walmart just to see their reactions. (i have to admit though, this was is pretty funny sometimes)

And usually, he will giggle like a little school girl when he gets a really good one out.

I on the other hand...have farted in front of him a few times, but I dont like to.

I don't know, once we had a baby together, I was pretty fine with DH hearing or seeing anything body related. After the birth and all that entails, and then a tiny baby with enough gas and puke and poo for ten normal sized adults, the stigma was kind of erased from it for us.

However DH just isn't a gassy sort of guy. Gas just doesn't seem to escape from him that I can hear. He also doesn't have any body odor. He pretty much just lucked out in that department.

But for the rest of us mere mortals in the house we just have rules that govern the proper places to let loose, and then if accidents should happen, a laugh, an eye roll or something and it's forgotten. Oh, but DH will still giggle like a little boy if I accidentally let one slip. I'm a little embarrassed if it's sudden and an accident, but it leaves my mind pretty quickly.

I'm a #3. Never say the "f" word. However my kids - 2 boys and a girl - are #1s plus announce and laugh etc about it. I get it with the boys but my daughter just shocks me. I guess it is cool that they are so relaxed about it since it is a very natural thing.

I grew up in a #3 home, and am very much a #3 myself. XH and I only lived together for about 10 months, but I actually don't think I ever poo'd while he was in the apartment.

Have you seen the show Scrubs? The female lead, Eliot, is a self proclaimed "nervous poo-er" (meaning she can't usually go away from home, etc.) ... that's me.

My husband is more like a number 0

This was my XH. It lost it's charm pretty quickly.

Current SO and I have been dating for about 2.5 years and still maintain between a #2 and #3. We aren't embarrassed if one slips out but also don't intentionally let one rip. When SO is pooping he will lock the bedroom door so I don't accidentally walk into the bedroom even thought there is also a door to the master bathroom. The TV in living room also backs to the master bath so any noise is muffled by the tv. And if he has to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night he will use the main bathroom and not the master. We also won't pee in front of the other. I much prefer this to XH's intentionally bombing me. Everybody poops but I don't need to know (or smell) it.

I had three boys, so living in a house with four males, take a guess on how it was in my house

[This message edited by tired girl at 10:01 AM, May 17th (Friday)]

I'm a 3. SO has never heard me toot. I go to the opposite floor of the house to use the bathroom (if he is upstairs, I go down. If he is downstairs, I go up). Or I wait till he leaves.

SO is a 1. If the kids are around, he usually says excuse me.

I'm a #3. I also don't say the f-word.

My kids are #2 or #1. Plus they say the f-word frequently and get a big laugh out of it.

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the humour around this topic cracks me up..

..for some, the louder, the better..they pride themselves on their talent to let one go for the greatest shock value!

..my older brother was famous for using the old "PULL MY FINGER" ploy to drop a rose!

..as an elementary teacher, there were kids in class who let loose with thunderous cheek flapping farts that drew the ire of fellow classmates, oooing and awwwing at the noise and the offensive odour.

..they would appeal to me that i should chastise the culprit with writing lines at recess.."I will NOT fart in class." a hundred times!

..a former vice- principal was able to clear the entire staff room in seconds when he would pass wind.. they were toxic.

..best straegy though?? yes, blame the dog!!

..for me, personally.... I NEVER fart, never have, never will..

and if you believe that, i have some prime swamp land in Florida i could sell you cheap!!

smy..

My husband is more like a number 0

as is mine. He has a rating system and everything. It's pretty funny.

He will actually tell me "come here i need to tell you something' and then fart in my general direction...

Mine too - or he will try the dutch oven with me.

He will actually carpet bomb people at Walmart just to see their reactions.

Mine calls it crop dusting. And he does it in just about any public place. I also have 2 boys, so I'm right there with TG.

I raised 2 boys. Fart jokes were very prevalent in my home.

I find that as I get older, I have more trouble with gas. I try not to ever do it in public or in front of anyone, but sometimes my body just has a mind of its own. They slip out before I even have a warning they are coming.

I am always embarrassed, but I really can't help it. Guess I could just spend a couple of hours in the bathroom after each meal, just in case.

There are far more important things to worry about than inadvertent gas leakage.

NL

I do not ever intentionally toot in front of others.

"Mama tooted" is a favorite song around our house. Well, not mama's favorite but the kids love it.

Hey, in some countries it's taken as a compliment

Growing up my brothers and I would have "gas wars". We'd try and stink each other out of the room.

Now that I'm older I can't bring myself to do it in front of strangers and especially women. I'll do it in front of my sons, brothers, etc. But not in front of women. Not sure why but something psychologically won't let me do it. It slips from time to time and I feel embarrased. My mom on the other hand would do it at the dinner table. I'm sure I should probably addess that in IC

I have a Fart (Whoopie Cushion) app on my phone. My grandkids laugh and laugh about this.

If I accidently let one (I try not to but I'm over 50 and it home with H, maybe I don't try as hard as I once did)...I usually say "It wasn't me." But he knows it was.

The word Fart does not bother me. I don't like the other four letter F word though. I hate how that is used as an adjective for everything such as a bad day or a bad neighbor or bad luck.

The "F" word was never spoken in my FOO, either of them. We were brought up to be #3's. And, I was.

I thought my husband was a #3 also. He never passed gas whilst he was courting me. Once we moved in together, all bets were off. I was aghast! <see what I did there?

As a mother of 1 girl and 2 boys and wife of a gassy husband, I was way outnumbered. There are a few jokes in our family concerning gas passing and one is that "Mom's don't toot!" (I really try not to!) and the second one is that my dear husband now tells me "I love you!" every time he passes gas.

The "I love you!" started a couple of years ago due to a thread here at SI. We only have 1 son living at home now (17 y.o.) and now he has even started telling me he loves me when he passes gas! I am guaranteed many "I love you's" throughout my day.

[This message edited by SisterMilkshake at 3:07 PM, May 17th (Friday)]

I'm sorry but my family passes gas all the time and are not embarrased one bit about it. In fact I think they are proud of it.

My SIL said that we cant have a family gathering without someone passing gas.

I on the other hand try not to in front of others. Sometimes they slip out. While coughing laughing ETC