I completed some last minute shopping this morning
and while I was standing at the checkout of one particular squeaky clean department
store I overheard this conversation
First assistant : " Eileen, there's a dreadful smell by this till...it smells like the drains"
Eileen ( sniffing) " oh lord you're right...I've just been outside, I wonder if I stepped in something"
They checked their shoes
and waved the air like old ladies
I grabbed my shopping and legged it
I should have known
In the pocket of my hooded top
was the hastily bagged up and forgotten about waste products of
Of one smelly arsed bulldog.
bwhahahahahaha!
ReplyDeleteOMG ~ that is very funny. You didn't drop it in a pot plant as you exited the store? It reminds me of silly pranks that people would get up to at Christmas parties with prawn heads (on a Friday afternoon before bank opening on Monday morning)
ReplyDeleteOh dear! I wonder if the odour lingered after you left, or did it speedily vanish, thus establishing you as a 'marked man'? I think you ought to go back to that store and find out.
ReplyDeleteRay..
DeleteI have sat in a cinema before now.. Thinking that the guy in front of me was " selling a bit high" and that turned out that it was another dog bag full of shite in my pocket
That's very worrying, J.G. As if once wasn't bad enough, but TWICE! Now I'm going to have to make an effort to stop my nose twitching every time I open up your blog. Look, it's doing it right now!
DeleteI'm surprised they allowed a 'hoodie', with shit filled pockets, into the shop!
ReplyDeleteHa ha ha. That did make me laugh.
Deleteand this isn't the first time this has happened either!
ReplyDeleteYou remember the cinema incident jaz?
DeleteNot the pub incident?
DeleteYou should have just acted innocent and said, You're right, there's a dreadful smell. Probably that council refuse lorry that just went past. Now how much do I owe you?
ReplyDeleteor this place stinks, can I have a discount?
DeleteI suspect they knew it was me and was taking the piss.....
DeleteThanks for the laugh! Note to self: check all pockets before entering stores.
ReplyDelete*retch, retch heave*
ReplyDeleteOMG JOHN!
its like that episode of Doc Martin where the old man stinks and it turns out to be his dead bird in his shopping bag. Good thing I wasn't eating.
Brilliant.
ReplyDeleteWell at least you pick it up and bag it John...well done for that....I hope you and Chris have a wonderful Christmas and New Year xx
ReplyDeleteJohn... new rule... the way we check the pockets of our clothes before washing you need to check your pockets before leaving your home !
ReplyDeleteOr wear a car freshener around your neck at all times.
Another great story.
Merry Merry
cheers, parsnip
I ve washed my pants with a shit bag in the pocket too parsnip
DeleteNo no no no noooooooo! That's just wrong!
DeleteThey'll be amazed at how quickly the air clears.
ReplyDeletePoor John, he can’t remember shit ;o)
ReplyDeleteIt's my age doc
DeleteI just don't understand how you can forget you have a pocketful of smelly dog shit!!! That's a very good one Doc. Poor old John can't remember shit!! Dying laughing out Loud!!!!
ReplyDeleteI do it a lot x
DeleteWell.....on that note..." Merry Christmas"!!!!
ReplyDeleteOh John !
ReplyDeleteVile but had me in stitches........lol
ReplyDeleteI have worse stories michael
DeleteWhat were you shopping for in Laura Ashley's? Will you be dressing up to play charades this Christmas?
ReplyDeleteBelieve it or not but I was buying a draught excluder
DeleteI'm laughing so hard. That's wonderful. Please do not send me a bag of shit for Christmas.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
How funny! Reminds me of the time our pet turtle died... we wrapped it in a kleenex intending to bury it and our Mom picked it up and shoved it in her pocket... all day... eweeee! But I bet even a dead turtle smells better than dog shit.
ReplyDeleteWhen 'they' invent scratch and sniff blogs...it'll be time to say goodbye,John.
ReplyDeleteJane x
Pooh, I can smell it from here, there's a down wind blowing
ReplyDeleteHahahahahaha!! Now that's the laugh I need before I hit the (very busy) shops. People are going to think I'm potty as I shop giggling to myself. Thanks John. Merry Christmas once again.
ReplyDeleteJo in Auckland NZ
I am off to do some shopping in a minute, sniffing as I go. Which has the mark of a new and improved Christmas carol.
ReplyDeleteThanks for lighting up my evening John. No card yet by the way....did you send it? xx
ReplyDeleteYes!.....but only 2 days ago!
DeleteIt will be a late delivery x
Squeeeeeeeeeee!!! :D
ReplyDeletepoooohhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! x
ReplyDeleteoh yes, been there, done that. Even the scented nappy sacks can only mask the pong for a short while.
ReplyDeleteThank fu@k I'm not the only on
DeleteKind of like breaking wind and looking at everyone else so they don't think it's you...hee hee. This one will go down in the annals of Going Gently history !
ReplyDeleteLOL!!! I'm still trying to get my head round you in Laura Ashley -- not a natural combo; let alone ponging pockets!
ReplyDeleteCheeky cow x
DeleteNo doubts anymore. Going Gently must be turned into a sitcom!
ReplyDeleteHahahahahahaha!! I can't believe you forgot you had a pocket full of POO!!!
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas, btw!
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ReplyDeleteI guess your nose is no longer sensitive to shitty odors.
ReplyDeleteYou're priceless!!
ReplyDeleteFresh, they make great hand warmers.........
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