Dancing and ... gas (yes that kind of gas!)

Does dancing give you gas?

  • yes

    Votes: 0 0.0%

  • no

    Votes: 22 100.0%

  • sometimes

    Votes: 0 0.0%

  • not telling ;)

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • Total voters
    22
lyndwode

lyndwode

Changui
OK, its a strange subject, but I just gotta know.

I was quite involved in organizing the berlin salsa congress, and had contact with many people and lots of chitchat with tons of teachers, artists, guests etc. One thing I noticed over the weekend, was ... well... a little stink :) and often enough so that I am now writing a thread about it! Well, I also heard an inoppertune "ripper" as a sudden silence after a show was filed with the sound of well...you know. I still don't know if it was the girl standing beside me or the guy 2 meters away, leanig in the wall....

but often just while talking to people, I noticed that distinct smell!

So I ask (publicly or privately in the poll!):

Does dancing give you gas?
 
lyndwode said:
OK, its a strange subject, but I just gotta know.
Does dancing give you gas?
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Let me deflate this subject, its the food that causes gas in conjunction with the intestinal flora. Personally, I avoid gassy foods if I am planning to go out dancing. If its too late, Simethicone pills are an excellent preventive of public embarassment, they work in 30 minutes or less and are available OTC in every pharmacy. So there you have it. Corrective and Preventive Action in one answer. (Now if only my day job could be that easy)
 
Did anyone else misread the the topic as "Poll dancing and...gas"?
(Is that what you'd call selective dyslexia?)
 
No fetishism here. I was expecting a serious discussion about whether poll dancing gives you flatulence and actually spent a few seconds thinking about the affect that being upside down has on the digestive system. Ah well. :rolleyes:
 
TrulyMadlyAmanda said:
and i was joking....hence the ;);) :(

aha, perhaps i hit a nerve but accidentally exposing your methane-perversity to the world. ;);) ;);) JOKE! ;)
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Hmm, I think you missed the sarcy eye roll.
ROLF @ methane-perversity. :) If we continue with this one of us will probably end up getting banned so let's stop. :lol:
Trouble maker!
 
I heard of someone who burped* every time she was spun. I think that might have been on the forums.

* not burped...
 
lol - puts hand up for public embarassment.

No, dancing does not equal gas for me BUT certain food beforehand does which hurt me (and people around) until I discovered the culprit lol. Worst for me is an inherent honesty built in from birth. Damn you honesty lol. Some say it sets you free, I say no.

(caution: guy moment so probably not funny to girls...)

So in class, picture this. Small room and little ventilation. About 20 people crammed in. I am feeling unwell in the stomach all of a sudden. (allergic reaction). Then alas I release the most noxious foul stench known to man. I mean most times you can sort of giggle/tolerate your own brand so to speak but no, not this one. My God I almost fell over. I was really concerned and freaking out in my head as I did not need a crystal ball to see the future.............

Just knowing that this vapour was about to envelope the room and my beloved classmates. What could I do. Apart from frantically fanning the fumes back inside whence they came, there was nothing. Even that would not help. I was left to die of fear for the impending doom. I was helpless to watch as the people around me were to slowly discover my unfortunate present.

Sometimes this thing happens in class and you just shrug it off. We ALL *KNOW* someone did it but hey, no need for blame just tolerate and wait for it to drift off.
But no, not this one. This one TORE through the class. Seriously picture people fainting all around you in an increasing ripple effect around the room.

Meanwhile all I could do was laugh. Not at the poor misfortune of my classmates mind you, I would have done anything to spare them from the gas chamber but just at the helplessnes of the situation. Nothing could be done. Its weird, when I am embarrassed I just laugh sheepishly.

sidenote: Have done it forever (laughed/smiled sheepishly in tough/embarrasing/bad situations. REALLY bad when I was called into the principals office for some incident I had nothing to do with (was a model student) but would giggle guiltily not from the accusation but from the fact of how funny it was that they would think me (who had worked hard to behave admirably) a suspect.


Anyway, the instructor stopped the class and in tears of laughter I said 'I am sorry'. The instructor made a thing of it (what else could they do) and eventually the smell died down (actually I swear it is still in that room forever it was that bad).

The only good thing is that for the rest of the class I swear I had at least 3 metres dance radius empty from partners so I had plenty of space...........

endnote: But I owned up and the funny thing (to my knowledge and face lol) no one has really mentioned it so I guess the truth did set me free.........
 
noobster said:
Indeed, that seems a more likely reaction than ROFL.
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What do you mean noobster?

About the farting. There is a technique my brother told me. You fart, let it linger for a little while just long enough for it to leave your clothes, then you look at someone standing close to you while waving your nose and edging away slowly. Once you are far enough out of the zone you can walk away innocently. :)

Maybe this could turn into a discussion about farting poll dancers after all. Smiling, you know a few don't you? Think they'd be up for it? ;)
 
smiling28 said:
lol - puts hand up for public embarassment.

No, dancing does not equal gas for me BUT certain food beforehand does which hurt me (and people around) until I discovered the culprit lol. Worst for me is an inherent honesty built in from birth. Damn you honesty lol. Some say it sets you free, I say no.

(caution: guy moment so probably not funny to girls...)

So in class, picture this. Small room and little ventilation. About 20 people crammed in. I am feeling unwell in the stomach all of a sudden. (allergic reaction). Then alas I release the most noxious foul stench known to man. I mean most times you can sort of giggle/tolerate your own brand so to speak but no, not this one. My God I almost fell over. I was really concerned and freaking out in my head as I did not need a crystal ball to see the future.............

Just knowing that this vapour was about to envelope the room and my beloved classmates. What could I do. Apart from frantically fanning the fumes back inside whence they came, there was nothing. Even that would not help. I was left to die of fear for the impending doom. I was helpless to watch as the people around me were to slowly discover my unfortunate present.

Sometimes this thing happens in class and you just shrug it off. We ALL *KNOW* someone did it but hey, no need for blame just tolerate and wait for it to drift off.
But no, not this one. This one TORE through the class. Seriously picture people fainting all around you in an increasing ripple effect around the room.

Meanwhile all I could do was laugh. Not at the poor misfortune of my classmates mind you, I would have done anything to spare them from the gas chamber but just at the helplessnes of the situation. Nothing could be done. Its weird, when I am embarrassed I just laugh sheepishly.

sidenote: Have done it forever (laughed/smiled sheepishly in tough/embarrasing/bad situations. REALLY bad when I was called into the principals office for some incident I had nothing to do with (was a model student) but would giggle guiltily not from the accusation but from the fact of how funny it was that they would think me (who had worked hard to behave admirably) a suspect.


Anyway, the instructor stopped the class and in tears of laughter I said 'I am sorry'. The instructor made a thing of it (what else could they do) and eventually the smell died down (actually I swear it is still in that room forever it was that bad).

The only good thing is that for the rest of the class I swear I had at least 3 metres dance radius empty from partners so I had plenty of space...........

endnote: But I owned up and the funny thing (to my knowledge and face lol) no one has really mentioned it so I guess the truth did set me free.........
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So maybe I asked the question wrong! Thanks for your heart warming story, thank god my boss went home early, cause I started laughing hysterically ;)

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lyndwode said:
So maybe I asked the question wrong! Thanks for your heart warming story, thank god my boss went home early, cause I started laughing hysterically ;)

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Lol, glad it made someone smile :)

We have this cool dog and cat at the studio (sidenote: most studios I see have a cat he he)

Anytime after my above incident there was a foul smell, everyone would look at me. In turn I would look at the dog called 'jo' (jokingly he he).

So anytime thereafter someone makes a smelly, it is now called a 'jo jo... :) '


real names not used to protect the innocent canine :)
 
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