Where is the strangest place you’ve ever farted? In front of your priest, rabbi or grandparent doesn’t count unless you have a good story to go with it. A fancy museum, that’s a good place because museums are usually very quiet and have very hard, angular walls that make for loud, reverberating acoustics. My answer: I was home, this was a Friday night a few years ago, and being dateless I was surfing a local voice personals system. An allegedly hot woman connected with me for a live chat and I seemed to be making progress towards a meet up or even hook up, when I let out a blast so juicy and loud she immediately knew what I’d done. And hit the disconnect button before the noise finished.


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