She lets one rip in her first yoga class and her story is hysterical!
Oh, the humanity!
Just like the Hindenburg disaster in 1937, this story revolves around a gas-induced tragedy, which we can all relate with. It all starts with yoga, downward dog, and a fantastically frantic Facebook post:
We've broken it down in sections, but you can click on the link above to read the original post.
And so it begins, as it often does, with a birth or two…
Can't get over the cone/stomach image
Sounds like there were a LOT of crystals and incense burning goin' on
"I'm not here, I'm not here, please ignore me, invisibilty cloak time!"
Oooooh, a Slinky! Who doesn't love a Slinky?
And we all know THAT feeling
Not sure we all know THAT feeling
Have you been eating burned grass clippings again?
Miles Davis isn't dead
I would've jumped out of the window
The only sane response
We totally agree. You can strengthen your pelvic floor with other forms of exercise. I'm no specialist, but yoga just seems so tedious. Have fun, Laura, while you work it. You gave us a good giggle, and we support you, whatever you endeavour!