hey there pooters and tooters! i took a short trip over the weekend, traveling by air. guess who i sat next to? yup, a sleeping fart machine! i sat next to the window, he sat in the middle seat, resting peacefully.. oblivious to the funk he was squirting out. why
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i’m back!
dearest p&t friends, apologies to my 3 readers who might or might not have noticed i hadn’t posted anything for a few days. i was on holiday, traveling by air, and unwillingly smelling my neighbor’s muffled farts on the plane. how do the tooters always end up sitting near me?
myth: you can’t smell a fart on a plane
everyone thinks you can’t smell a fart on the plane– so false. they smell THE WORST on planes because there is nowhere to go or hide from the hellacious stench of a foul bowel. imagine sitting in a window seat. the guy in the middle farts, and it smells like
