1321. To reach a certain age

Robert stood in the aisle of the supermarket looking for a tin of coconut milk. His recipe for sweet potato pudding called for quarter of a cup. He couldn’t find it anyway. Fortunately there were a couple of supermarket shelf-stackers close by putting things on shelves.

“Excuse me,” said Robert, “could you tell me where I might find the coconut milk?”

“As luck would have it,” said a shop worker, “it’s right in front of you.”

“Oh! So it is!” said Robert. “I must be going blind!”

At that moment, Robert farted. It wasn’t a quiet fart. It was a long fart and very, very loud. The shelf-stackers pretended not to hear. Robert knew he’d reached a certain age because he didn’t give a stuff.

14 thoughts on “1321. To reach a certain age

  1. judyrutrider

    Met an attractive, if rustic, man at a campsite in a remote area who invited me to share his campfire and a beer. He farted unselfconsciously, even pushing a bit for maximum volume, which put me instantly at ease; as I inferred that he was not planning to hit on me. I think his name was Robert too.

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