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I think this is my new favorite
Snort… giggle, I’m dieing!
Reminds me of my late cat Sarah, the silent but deadly. Once we had her X-rayed and her gut looked like she had swallowed a long balloon. She was so full of methane it’s amazing she didn’t fly away.
But nobody who smelt it ever looked at her. Even after I saw the X-ray, I’d be standing there, just me and the cat, thinking “Did I just fart? And then forget I farted?”
Trixie you’ve tapped into one of my biggest fears…. that someone lets fly with a SBD and I’m so mortified assuming that everyone nearby just assumed it was me that I don’t even have brain energy to speculate who it might actually have been. If I do have any leftover speculating energy I paradoxically assume that it *IS* the hottie in the sundress–they’re the only ones who do such things because they are smugly confident that no one will think it’s them.
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