Tuesday, January 1

In The Winds Of A Stranger

I would like to share with you today, something I find to be one of the most repulsive things ever. The scent of a stranger's fart!

Today, I was working at the mall and my buddy from the neighboring kiosk was hanging out playing on our computer. Out of nowhere this repugnant stench filled our nostrils. I looked at him and asked him if he ripped ass. But, he did not and neither did I. "It must have been that asian dude", he said. (Asian dude is hanging out by the ice rink, trying to look like he is oblivious to the situation. Yet he has a face of guilt.) I thought I was going to vomit all over the place it was so rotten. But, here's the funny thing...

Everyone basks in the glory that is their own fart. Have you ever left the scene of the crime before the aroma met your nostrils if you were the culprit? NO! Of course you are not going to let it go to waste. It also doesn't bother me too much if it is the flatulent of a family member or close friend (unless they are over 60). Of course if it is potent, I will be venturing away from the toxic cloud and making a big scene so the whole world knows who ripped one. But, at least I know who they are, a little about what they eat and we can laugh it off together.

Is there are moral to this story? If there was, it would be:
Beware of the trailing winds of a passing stranger!

1 comment:

Cheryl said...

OMG - THAT was hilarious!!