So, here I am… eating my vegetables and fruits like a good little asshole… and my disappearing-reappearing farts continue. But a couple of days ago, I had an interesting development with my farts. Well, I think the word “interesting” is playing it a bit fast and loose… but what the hey.
So… a fart bubbles up… I’m ready to float the air-biscuit… and yup… it disappears once again (as discussed in detail here). But this time… brace yourself… it turns into a burp! What the f*ck is going on? I’m ready to fart… fart disappears… I burp? Umm… thank God the burp didn’t smell! Otherwise I would have been REALLY worried!
Man… this vegetarian business is tough. Oh, tasty little vegetables, why do you release so much potent gas?
Confusingly burped out by Uncle Sushi himself.
…and yet you told your partner in crime that you haven’t been eating any more vegetables than usual….hmmm. Could it be that you are scape goating them? What’s really going on with your insides? And is it really fair that the cute little veggies should take the fall?
written lovingly by a Vegetable Activist (and a lover of all things lentil)
Found your blog by googling: vegetarian, farts, sushi
You were the top website returned, which must fill you with gaseous pride. I recently became a vegetarian, in order to be less fat, and while my farts continued apace (always been a big farter here) the smell actually diminished. That is until last night when I cheated, and ate the flesh of a finny creature of the deep in the form of sushi. The resultant farts were so potently noxious that not only was I relegated to the sofa, but I turned to the internet for solace in scientific research.
Does sushi-cheating normally turn vegetarians’ farts into clouds of hatred?
I prefer to think of them as clouds of gaseous joy. There is no better feeling of release. Better out than in my friend, better out than in.