Farts are hilarious. We all know this to be true.
I am not above toilet humour, nor am I too precious to admit that everybody farts.
Yes – even Meghan Markle.
But there is an unspoken rule about farts in relationships.
I’m not saying I’ve never farted in front of a boyfriend because… please, but I’m sure I’m not the only one who has romanticised a new partner to the point where I’ve pretended farts don’t exist.
In fact, the very word isn’t even in my vocabulary throughout the initial courtship.
To me, this person is a mysterious unicorn of a man who, miraculously, doesn’t possess the capacity to exude gas from his… butthole.
And neither do I (for the uncomfortable length of time before he goes home and you can finally let it out).
…Until one day, maybe on a lazy Sunday morning in bed or while watching Netflix together on a Friday night, one of you accidentally lets a cute one slip. You both laugh, and it brings you closer together.
Now, you’ve opened the fart-floodgates.
The first intimate couple fart is a relationship milestone – a momentous occasion. It means you’ve reached a warm, gassy stage of comfort – the stuff of great long lasting love and fewer stomach aches. We all want to reach the fart stage, right?
But NOT within the first few hours of meeting someone.
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Call me old fashioned, but I don’t think deliberate farts should be invited on a date until you’ve been together for at least a couple of months.
And they hadn’t been, until I met *Mike.