Friday, 29 August 2008

Worship me!

I rendered my two boys speechless with admiration the other day. They were blown away by a talent so wonderful, so awe-inspiring that I suspect they will never be able to look at me again without a little whiff of jealously wafting through their masculine brains. I am the only girl in the house and I am the only one here who can burp on demand. Behold my majesty!

(Do you think I should put this on my CV?)


  1. hahaha!

    I actually can't burp. Not even if I have to - I sometimes make weird gurgling noises. It can get uncomfortable.

    My little sister burps on command - very well I might add.

  2. Thank you for your contribution to gender equality! It's all the baby steps, right?

  3. OK, I admit to possession of both types of chromosomes, so I'm biased in this matter, but I've always been jealous of anyone who can burp on demand. Your status has always been high in my judgment, but you've notched it up a couple more levels now.

    You can't do those really loud whistles that hotel doormen ( do to call up a taxi a couple of blocks away, can you? If so, you just about reach deity level.

  4. I would give anything to burp on demand. A good friend of mine can burp on demand and it's the only thing I wish I could do.

    That and whistle loudly without using my fingers.

  5. Ah, but can you burp a TUNE? They'll do anything for you if you can do that!