SO, I have this problem.

I was in a major discount store with a friend. Well, not really a FRIEND, per se, but someone I've sort of just met. I like him, and think he's a great guy, and I'm enjoying getting to know him and his partner.

So we are in an aisle that is not really occupied by anyone but the two of us, and I started to smell a horrible, foul stench.

That's right. My friend had, mid-conversation and while shopping, unleashed a silent-but-deadly upon the two of us. A very, very nasty one. Like, if you ate Taco Bell for lunch, and then Indian food for dinner. Yeah. That bad. I was stunned.

I mean, really, what in the work would he think I thought? There were two people there, and I knew I hadn't emitted a butt burp, and there were only two people there. Well, two people and noxious cloud of colorless gas. Ew. And also, Ew.

The kicker is that I'm by no means a fart prude. I think that a good healthy air biscuit every now and then is a good thing. I have been known to rip a few, too, but I usually know the people I do that to/with very well and usually don't ignore it. I make a big-ass (whoo! accidental pun!) joke about it, and we all have a good laugh.

So my problem is that now, every time I'm around him, I can't get it out my head. I live in fear that he's going emit more poisonous gas from his ass, and wither the flowers and frighten small pets around us. It's a valid fear, since he has already shown a predilection for doing so. It's a bad, bad thing.

what a bad smell

at school, when ever the class gets really quiet this girl always pretends like she is farting! the teacher always asks who is was and she says it was YOU(teh teacher)! She is always talking about the f-word (farting)