Odour "toilet" and the smell of stench

G'day,

Early on the smell of baby poo nearly sent me heaving, so SWMBO and I agreed that I won't change nappies. :2tsup:

Now and then I get strong hints that she wants me to change the nappy, but I refer back to an earlier agreement - problem solved. :)

Waldo you big woos, just when we all thought you were a tough bloke you show your vunerable side. Just goes to show the missus if far tougher, full marks to her.:2tsup:

John:wink:

G'day JohnC,

The world is a much nicer place if I don't have to smelll poos, after all it interfers with my chanting and yoga and stuffs up my ying. :yes:

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Originally Posted by Waldo

G'day,

Early on the smell of baby poo nearly sent me heaving, so SWMBO and I agreed that I won't change nappies. :2tsup:

Now and then I get strong hints that she wants me to change the nappy, but I refer back to an earlier agreement - problem solved. :)

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Good Strategy Waldo.


It keeps woman's work in the woman's domain


So the men can get on with the really important jobs


Like making sawdust

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Originally Posted by Gra

Dude,

wait till they go onto solids.............:o :o

You aint seen nothing yet:D :D

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And start painting with it on the carpet and walls. My youngest loved to smear it in as big a circle as possible on her floor:C :C

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Originally Posted by Zed

I just wanted to know what set YOU guys off...

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For me, the smell of burning pork. I won't go into why.

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Originally Posted by echnidna

Wait'll you're holding bubs and get a big technicolour yawn all over you.

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Yeah. :(

Years ago, I was running late for work and tried to bolt out the door. SWMBO at the time pulled me up and demanded a good-bye kiss for her and the bub. (Ahhh... the early days when life was good. :wink:) Of course, as I'm handing bubba back she gave a BIG belch and... [sigh] Who'd have thought such a little thing could hold so much? All down the front and inside of my shirt, t-shirt and strides. Being late, really late, I didn't have time to change clothes, but continued on my way, wiping myself down as I went and reasoning that I'd be in a dozer or excavator cab in the field all day so nobody would notice.

HA! It seems our section supervisor had retired, so the first two hours of the morning were up in reception for the mandatory tea'n'biscuits and lining up with the rest of the crew and managerial staff to shake his hand... :oo: Most of the crew just laughed, 'twas fairly obvious that they knew the smell and had some (if not much) sympathy but management? Cor, blimey! They went off as though I'd turned up as as a maggot! I'm convinced none of them have ever experienced fatherhood... they probably breed by asexual fission. :rolleyes:

Sadly, I also wasn't chosen as the Section Mgrs replacement. :D

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Originally Posted by silentC

The only thing that turns my stomach is a cab ride after a very heavy night out, the kind where you can't focus your eyes any more.

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Its at that point when you get someone else to drive the cab for you.

Al :U

It's the porcelain bus that I end up driving :p

My wife leaves the breakfast table when I get out the jar of peanut butter, I just cannot understand why.:(