Okay so I saw the fart stories and forgot to tell mine!
So this one starts off at my pad.
I'm just coolin, watching some cartoons.
I think I was watching Codename KND that day and they showed some chili cheese dogs on the episode. This cartoon really captured the essence of a chili cheese dog, I mean, it looked tasty as ***. I was like 2 seconds away from licking my television screen but then I stopped my self and saved my dignity in the process and just decided to head down the street to Weinerschnitzel. So I head down there and I get some chili cheese dogs and fries and an iced tea. It hit the spot reeeeeal good. I head back home and right when I walk in, my little brother just walks past me and farts. Quite simply, i got cropdusted. I was impressed by the sheer accuracy but disgusted by the smell, so I decided to get him back later in the day. Evening rolls around and he's just sitting on his bed reading. His bed is pretty elevated, I wanted to shoot him in the face with some gas, so I jumped and let it all out. Turns out, I let too much out. That chili cheese dog combo did me in and while I did get him back, I got myself back even worse. I sharted in my favorite pair of pajamas damnit.