Sunday, September 11, 2005

"The Windies"

BebeMoche and I were on the phone the other day, talking about plans to get together for coffee and conversation. The time we'd arranged had become inconvenient for me so I'd called to see if we could meet up an hour or two later. It turned out that BebeMoche was having an upset stomach and was feeling like she'd stay in. I'd forgotten that she'd eaten fast food for lunch, an out-of-the-ordinary occurrence, and asked her whether or not she'd eaten something which could have caused her malady. Bebemoche responded, "I think it's the windies." Puzzled but thinking this was a quaint and euphemistic way of saying "I've got crazy gas and I'm ripping some nasty farts up in here," I asked her what caused it. She restated, "The Wendy's, you know, my lunch!" So we laughed at me being a fool and now a new phrase has been born... The Windies, what your grandmother might have called undue flatulence.

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