True story: Years ago, I lived in a condo. Once in my closet, I farted violently. A dog on the other side of the wall started barking. I was rather proud of myself.
Another time, back when I was married, my ex wife told me that I smelled like a mixture of Scotch and fart - it was one of the proudest moments of my life.
I like the cut of your jib, Mister!
