Niceties

When we get together with our friends, the conversation eventually inevitably turns to something rather less civil (mostly farting). So when we were all gathered for our friends' birthday celebration on Sunday afternoon, had laboured through the formalities and such, we turned (eventually and inevitably) towards farting. A few had some classic farting stories. We were all laughing hysterically, waiting for the next flatulansation.

What came was an unexpected knock at the door. In traipsed a respectable couple from the church.

Needless to say, the rest of the afternoon was spent talking about politics and economics.