Thursday, May 18, 2023

Passing Wind

My best fart was at the Ritz club. Adam and the Ants were playing. The place was packed with pirate wankers. I had eaten something dodgy. Cheap Indian and had cut a level 15 in the men's. The pissers scurried out and I went back into the audience to join my friends. The band hit the stage and went right into their one hit.

I felt another urge and warned them about the impending doom.

They told me to piss off

I said okay and let loose.

I hurried up to the balcony and stared down

There was a circle fifteen foot wide in the center of the audience.

My friends arrived several seconds later.

Gasping for a clear breath.

When Adam Ant finished the song, he commented on the fart.

My personal best ever.

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