That Sissy Guy Who Passed Gas

i'm not trying to say that farting is a sin. everyone does it, including jackie.

but to come over to my study table just to release your stinking gas is a great sin!
especially when the fart acts like a silent predator.....quiet but has an odour of toxic fume.

there are so many places in the house for him to fart, but he must fart at the moment he came to MY PLACE! if not for the mouldy roomie who pointed it out, i would have sniffed in more toxic gas to identify the smell.

and you know why that roomie is so good at identifying his fart?
not because of her ultra-sensitive nose.
simple.
she has experienced smelling his fart so many times, that it is unforgettable.

her funniest moment with his fart was this:
sissy guy sat in his place.
roomie wanted to borrow one book from him.
so she went over to his place to ask.
he farted the moment she bent down to find the book (her nose level equivalent to his butt position)
talk about timing.
i dunno if she had dinner that day.

so like i said, farting is not a sin, as long as you don't do it with the intention to traumatize the poor fella.

here's an interesting story that happened long time ago.
i have seriously traumatized my poor sister with my fart that she can easily recognise my smell now.
i farted with a gigantic pillow on my lap (in sitting position).
i did that cause i was trying to "collect" the smell into the pillow la.
then i called my sister over.
tried to convince her that the pillow had some damn nice smell, and she bought it!
*yay*
she sniffed the pillow.
and screamed.
i laughed uncontrollably.

i'm an evil sister, yes i know.

if you'll excuse me, i'm gonna have a visitor soon, called Muffin.
not the muffin man from the shrek.
it's a maltese+poodle puppy!