Here's a little sum'n from Salon. But I must ask...frappe? What the hell?
March 23, 2005
10 comments
on March 23, 2005 1:47 PM · Direct link
Deepak Chopra has single-handedly ruined my life.
"Hi, my name is Deepa"
" OOOH - like Dee-PAK ChOAP-ra????"
On a different note, love Keith Knight, especially his "Life's Little Victories" strips.
-D
on March 23, 2005 4:17 PM · Direct link
frappe? must have drank too much coffee that AM.
I prefer a good satisfying BRRAAPPPPP as my flatulent onomatopoeia of choice
on March 23, 2005 5:11 PM · Direct link
I can hardly ignore a post about flatulence.
Not that I have anything meaningful to contribute at all. Just...ha ha! He farted!
on March 23, 2005 5:19 PM · Direct link
is THAT what he was doing? i'm so naive about the gas we pass. ;)
on March 23, 2005 5:36 PM · Direct link
Am I a bad desi for thinking that deepak chopra is utter tool? A rich tool, but nonetheless
on March 23, 2005 11:11 PM · Direct link
ANNA: I didn't get the flatulence reference either! It helps if you don't think of it as a french word (i.e. NOT frapp-AY.)
-D
on March 24, 2005 5:48 AM · Direct link
ANNA
Do girls pass gas? I dont believe it. No way.
on March 24, 2005 10:20 AM · Direct link
no, girls don't fart. we regulate our internal pressure... ;)
on March 24, 2005 12:35 PM · Direct link
Of course, girls don't pass gas. This is why we float like deities.
Oh, and, I don't get the cartoon.
on March 24, 2005 9:00 PM · Direct link
Maitri & DesiDancer
There is no way I believe that. Girls and ladies are soft and gentle with smooth skin and they smell of rose petals and cherry blossoms, and give gentle cuddles and hugs and they could never do something as vulgar as pass gas (I can barely bring myself to say it)
Next, you will be asking me to believe that the moon is made of cheese. I wasnt born yesterday. Get outta here.
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