I live in a duplex. I don't actually mind it, probably because it's not forever. This is just a stop on the way to my real house. You know, when I'm a grown-up, and I have a grown-up house with an over grown mortgage. Anyway. The duplex. The insulation between the two halves seems to be very good. We don't hear conversations from our neighbours. I really have gotten used to the boom-boom-boom of their constant music. They don't seem to be partiers, or loud fighters, or any of the other things you dread in close living situations. But....there is this one issue.
Almost every evening, someone over there has a bath. I know, because I can hear the water running. Once the tub is full, the water is off, and it is quiet for a few minutes. Then, in the silence of the house, we hear "pbfffffbt. pbft. pbtbtbfffft." Whoever the evening bather is, they have the loudest, most earth shaking farts known to man. The first time, Hubby came up from the basement, looked at me and said "Was that your ass?!" You can hear it in the basement. It is loud in the living room. Our bedroom gets the sound effect, too. I have no idea what the food is like next door, but I'm guessing beans are a staple. Thank god smell doesn't travel like sound.
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OMG! That is too funny. This person releases gas when he or she is in the tub? YUCK! So whatever might 'escape' during this exit is going into their bathwater? Eww!
ROFL! OMG that is too funny! I would be so embarressed if that was me next door! We live in a duplex too. We are lucky our neighbours are awesome and they have a little boy who will be going to school with little princess
I remember being downstairs below the bathroom when one of my aunties was visiting and my sister and I heard her crack a few farts in the bathtub and laughed like hyenas gone mad...
Maye he just likes to take carbonated (or in this instance, methanated)baths, sort of a Science Geeks Bubble Bath.
You know, bathrooms are sacrosanct. What goes on in the bathroom, stays in the bathroom. Like singing in the shower, or leaving hair in the sink. And farting. I mean, really, if you can't fart in the bathroom, where can you?
Heeheehee! The exact same thing happened to my husband and I back in our apartment days. We could hear the person above us creating her own jacuzzi tub every time she had a bath. It never failed to make us laugh like fourth graders.
Maybe an anonymous gift of "beano" or Rolaids in the mailbox might give them a hint....
That is so funny! I wonder if it's him or her. . . . .
Maybe you should ask them if they've noticed the odd gurgling noises in the evening and should you call a plumber to investigate?
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