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Originally Posted by Bette
He has the tape and still laughs - thinks it's so hysterical while my daughter and I sit there and say "oh, so gross"
Our son thinks it's funny also but not as much as my husband but did go through the phase at about 8 or so.
If I ever served beans, they'd both say that rhyme "beans, beans...."
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Yeah, I remember those days. Men and women are socialized so differently. When I was a child, it was awkward even when a woman passed gas in a public restroom. It was also a bit awkward when one of the girls would put baked beans on her tray at the school cafeteria. They were delicious, but perhaps many people refused them because of that well-known side effect and subsequent blame that might be placed upon someone seen consuming them; well, I did notice not many girls, including me, put them on their plates. I was brought up in an atmosphere of paranoia concerning being caught in a situation where you were likely to lose poise. I dreaded doing something embarrassing every minute of my life. It was not safe to be comfortable; at least that's the way I saw it.
Funny, though, I actually have a thing for embarrassment now. It's almost an act of intimacy for me when someone tries to playfully point out a lack of poise. I now see constructive social criticism the way I see any other form of constructive criticism, and I don't shy away from it as much as I did when I was a child. If someone is kind enough to point out a flaw and teach you how to deal with it, that person has done you more of a favor than the person who just tries to ignore it. I wish I knew how to apply that to the silly kids, though.
Update: I think I have been spending more time with older more mature teenagers, and I have not encountered much gas passing lately, much to my relief.