Musical Fruit

Musical Fruit
When I was growing up in the 60’s there was a sing-song saying we kids would sing and it went something like this: beans, beans the musical fruit, the more you eat the more you toot.

Another childhood song: peas, peas, peas peas, eating goobber peas wouldn't it sound delicious, eating goobber peas.

In a family of six kids just riding in a car together could be a real riot if someone passed gas or farted. Of course there would always be a lot of giggles and finger-pointing when that fart happened. Our mom had a solution to the tattle tailing with this saying, “the first to smell it was probably the one to let it.

During our teenage years we’d do everything possible not to fart especially when out on a date & trying to impress a certain fellow.

A popular joke during the 70’s was about a couple on their first date. The gentleman felt a fart coming on while they were driving along a country road. Suddenly he remembered that they would soon pass across a bridge with a rattle. As soon as they hit the bridge he let loose with a big-stinky fart. But much to his dismay the bridge had been repaired. No rattle at all—just a lot of gas. An awkward silence followed before he thought of a subject to talk about…, have you seen today’s paper? Then the lady replied, no but if you stop the car I can get you a handful of leaves.

As a grown-up my response to my daughter’s uncouth farts has always been, “Ladies never ever fart!” then under my breath I’d add, “they just blame the dog.” Which really fit our dog especially if you gave him something other than his regular dog food to eat. Once when we invited friends over to play cards he was under the table cutting up a stinky-storm, we finally had to put him outside.

Years later on a day I was home alone. I was setting on the couch watching TV with my faithful dog right beside me. When all of a sudden the sound of the loudest fart. My faithful dog woke with a start sniffed his own butt, got up and moved to the other end of the couch—never once looking me in the eye. To say the least I couldn’t help but laugh.

Of course if anyone should ask if this story is true I'll deny it with my last breath. Always remember what I said, "Ladies never ever fart..."

Story ID:	986
Written by:	Cynthia Jo Ross (bio, contact, other stories)
Organization:	Lens to the Past
Story type:	Family Memories
Location:	Where Oh Where
Year:	2000
Person:	The dog did it