Potatoes

Yay for potatoes! I like them. Yum.

So I take the bus to and from work. Yesterday I got on the bus for my relaxing little ride home and there was a large hairy woman reading a Nora Roberts book on the bus. Good for her right? Except...

She was the gassiest woman known to man. She belched and farted all the way home. she was one rowup and across the aisle from me so it wasn't as bad for me, but I thought the guy in front of her was going to vomit. Does she have no control? Is she sick with something that does not allow her to control her bodily functions? If so then I am sorry, I did not mean to say anything bad. However, a nice little 'excuse me' would have been appropriate. Poor man in front of her...