It goes without saying that the breaking of wind in company should at all costs be avoided. There are other disgusting habits that should not be formulated when others are about. I will not expound.
Gratuitous swearing is not nice and I have stopped swearing for over a year now (I got a round of applause at the last SA meeting). Something happened on Saturday that was many times worse than swearing in public.
I was in a second-hand bookshop and normally the place is busy at the weekend. On this day there was just one more browser in the store with me. The other guy was of average weight/ height. To put it simply, he was a nondescript character. We were in the same aisle and customarily we nodded to one another. So far, so good.
A few minutes lapsed and then his stomach rumbled. He continued to read nonchalantly. I was affronted. What rudeness and not even an “excuse me” or whatever the antidotal blessing is after a belly rumble. I glared at him for awhile before I composed myself and concentrated on the book I was reading. Then his stomach rumbled again and again no hint of an apology. I’d had enough and I marched from the shop.
Boadicea's Chariot 
Are you sure it wasn’t yours JW 🙂 Tummy rumbles are a sort conversation piece “Ere, was that yours or mine?”. Of course, tummy rumbles are the one thing beyond our control, when it wants to rumba, it will rumba, whether we like it or not, and all we can say is “Do excuse my tummy, it’s hungry”, or some such excuse. Your rumbling book worm was possibly already fed up with excusing his. However, I agree with you on what is expelled from all our orifices, unpleasant and bad manners.
Ooooooops, sorry JW, I had a curry last night 🙂
To clarify things. I put the book back on the shelf before I ran from the shop.
Val, Queen of the tummy-rumblers. You are excused. 🙂
One of the problems with the smoking ban in pubs is that it is no longer possible to let go a silent one and get away with it!! 🙂
Frankly I’d rather they shit on the floor than sprayed PC over one!
My son had the honour of actually shitting on the customs desk in New York (as an infant)
I was terribly envious, I expect so would be many!
A return match so to speak.
Very symbolic, Tina.
So it was just a tummy rumble, JW? No resulting flatulence? Quite frankly, I think you should count your blessings. You got off lightly. 😉