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It's probably happened to all us at one time or another but I'm not sure I would admit it on television.


When you undergo gastric bypass surgery, NEVER TRUST A FART -- and Al Roker learned that lesson the hard way ... at the White House.

Roker -- who got his stomach stapled in March 2002 -- shared his most embarrassing moment on "Dateline" last night, saying he was covering an event at 1600 Pennsylvania Ave a month after his operation ... when he felt the urge to let one rip.

Roker said, "I probably went off and ate something I wasn't supposed to. And as I'm walking to the press room, [I'm thinking] well, I gotta pass a little gas here. I'm walking by myself. Who's gonna know? Only a little something extra came out. I pooped my pants."

Roker said he beelined for the restroom to dump his underwear in the trash -- and proceeded to go commando the rest of the day.

The lesson: watch what you eat. The other lesson: carry spare underpants.

http://www.tmz.com/2013/01/07/al-roker-shart-white-house-poop-fart-dateline-gastric-bypass-surgery/

The last thing I want to hear about, think about or read about is Al Roker $hytting his pants.

roker had a cosby kid miscarriage

grins

The only thing worse than a Code Brown at the White House is admitting it on live TV.

Had a bud in college who accidentally spray painted his girlfriend's leg as she snuggled close in the early AM. Seems he was coming on with the flu and had not yet realized it. They were married a few years later and are running on 30 years of bliss.

Yeah, if you Shyte bomb your lady friend and she is able to look past that, you got yourself a keeper.

I have a bud who, after just finishing a romp with his girlfriend, flopped over on his back, farted with gusto, and went to sleep. He awoke the next morning to find her gone (for coffee and bagels) and to also find a foot long brown streak on the sheets between his legs. He hurredly threw them in the washing machine before she got back. She thought it was sweet that he was doing laundry for her. Never trust a fart!

I was told that on my 40th Birthday by my older coharts at work.
I hadn't heard it before so I asked them what they meant -

After they stopped laughing they said I'd find out around 15 years from now...

Interesting.
I've always thought everyone knew what I've known since I was a wee cricket.
A fart is in fact a turd honking for right of way.