Thursday, January 10, 2008

"I think I tore my Spandex."

The Lineup:
Three guys in Manhattan go running around the city. One lets it fly, then sees his gas propel him to victory. The others are forced to breathe his noxious fumes.

I've had this experience many times. And honestly, it's a conundrum. Whenever I run, I wear headphones, so I often let loose at will. There's no telling who hears it. I just keep running, so it doesn't really affect me.


Fart Factor:
5.5 out of 10

Most Likely Fart Suspect:
I think it's pretty obvious.


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