The doctor gags as he said, "Yes Mr. Tanner, that was very loud! But I'd like to listen to your heart."" Oh sure doctor, I thought you wanted to hear me Fart."
We've all had it now and then-just a little gas trying to make it's way to the air. Try as we may it's worst to hold it in. So we fidget and squirm, until at last there it goes. Was it a trumpet sounding off? Or worse yet a silent, but deadly who leaves the thick green cloud. Lucky for me I've developed what's known as "blow by." There is no smell until I enter the stall. I unroll the neck of my bag and release a smell that you'd swear came from the abyss. Guaranteed to end all curtain calls.
Just remember this: If you dare to hold it in you'll suffer the worst consequence . It may travel up your spine, a gas bubble as big as a dime. If it hits your brain, well that's where crappy ideas come from.
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