Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Email Conversations 6.28.11

During the work day, we often email back and forth discussing various topics.  We have been doing this for the last 5 years.  We will share some of these conversations weekly.  To protect our identities, names have been redacted.

This weeks Email conversation is not really a conversation but a few emails sent from one Shoot That S! contributor to his friends at work.  They all have to do with......well, you can just read it yourself.  And they are all from the same person and unfortunately true stories.  His poor wife.


From: (Redacted)
Sent: Monday, March 31, 2008 1:57 PM
To: (Redacted)
Subject: Story

Ok, so here's the story I didn't tell you on Sunday.  So Saturday night after we all hung out my system was still acting up, I don't know what I ate.  So anyway I went to bed and I wasn't feeling much better.  I woke up in the middle of the night, almost 5 AM I think and I had just had some weird dream so I was a little groggy and I'm laying on my side with my back to the middle of the bed towards (Redacted: Wife’s Name)  and something must have been building up all night and I let out this long soft fart that went like pfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffftttttttttttttttttttttt.  It lasted for like 10 seconds straight and I remember that my stomach felt a lot better.  And I'm just falling back to sleep when I hear, "Oh pewwwwww!!!!!!"  "What is that?!"  And I started laughing uncontrollably even though I was like half asleep.  Apparently the smell was so bad that it woke (Redacted: Wife’s Name) up and she was half awake saying, "what is that?? It smells like a skunk!!"  And I was laughing and I couldn't stop and then she figured out it was me and tried turning the overheard fan on but she was still half asleep and was saying "its lingering, its circling the room!"  I swear it was one of the funniest thing ever.  Good stuff.

(Redacted) | (Redacted)| (Redacted)
(Redacted) | Minneapolis, MN (Redacted) (:(Redacted)| Ê: (Redacted)| *:


From: (Redacted)
Sent: Thursday, June 05, 2008 1:05 PM
To: (Redacted); (Redacted)
Cc: (Redacted); (Redacted)
Subject: RE:

On a related note....last week I was going # 2 in the bathroom and I had real bad gas that sounded like a high pitched trumpet.  With each fart it got higher and louder until I was hitting notes Josh Groban would be impressed with.  I'm pretty sure people down the hall could hear me but I thought it was such a miracle of modern acoustics that I had to keep going.  Now no one will shake hands with me.  I don't get it.

(Redacted)| (Redacted) | (Redacted)
(Redacted) | Minneapolis, MN (Redacted) (:(Redacted)| Ê: (Redacted)| *:


From: (Redacted)
Sent: Thursday, May 28, 2009 9:19 AM
To: (Redacted)
Cc: (Redacted); (Redacted); (Redacted)
Subject: Dream

So I had a funny dream the other night and I woke up giggling and (Redacted: Wife’s Name) was like what are you doing?  Here is the dream:

(Redacted), you were there and I think a couple other of you guys were too.  (Redacted) was pouring two paper cups of poop into each other like he was mixing it for a science experiment.  Back and forth, back and forth.  When he was done mixing it he smelled one of the cups and said "Whoa, that stinks!"  And I said to him "Duh (Redacted), because there's poop in there!!"   And then I started laughing really hard and woke up giggling.

(Redacted), you do some funny things sometimes. 

(Redacted) | (Redacted) | (Redacted)
(Redacted) | Minneapolis, MN (Redacted) (:(Redacted)| Ê: (Redacted)| *:

1 comment:

  1. This guy sounds like he should get his butt checked by a doctor.