Sanur

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Since sitting in these resto-bars in Sanur, I have developed a new allergic reaction to cigarette smoke. The smell sets of a tourettes type reaction and I find myself muttering Tw@ and Cvnt, over and over and over.

Why do these eejits think it’s ok to pump out that stench when people are eating?

I am considering changing my diet to consist mostly of baked beans, Cabbage, Sprouts and other cruciferous vegetables which will cause a tremendous build up of flatulence within my guts. Then when one of the ignorant gits is pumping out his obnoxious cigarette stink, I will move within 12 inches of him, preferably upwind, and release a 10 minute disgustingly smelling fart in his face!

‘Touché!’ I will cry. ‘We’re equal now!’

Hopefully my air biscuit will be so foul that I will be able to watch the detestable offender turn green and vomit.

Maybe I should start an International campaign group to combat these abhorrent reprobates. I would call it FACS – Farters Against Cigarette Amoke! We would offer our services to diners who are being befogged by these smoking devils, and be on call to any restaurant or bar!

And of course we would have our own Anthem –

The Answer is Blowing in the Wind!

Published by Phoenix

I have been a teacher all my life. That doesn't just mean in School! I taught my brothers to ride bikes and go camping in the mountains. I taught Football, Cricket, Squash, Sailing, Climbing and Karate. In BNI I became the Education Coordinator. With my Property Business I laid on Investment Seminars. I taught my sons to Fish for Carp. And I still teach Maths and Physics to students who want to go to University to study Medicine or Engineering. Now I am teaching people the things I am learning online.

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