Monday, June 09, 2008
A tale of two farts in two cities
Two farts, two cities. That was my week.
You may be disappointed to hear that both the farts were in the first city.
In the second city, we went to a jazz concert and to the broadway show Spamelot.
The first fart was in front of my good friend Uncle KT, for all the world to hear. Strangely, the second fart was also in front of Uncle KT, for all the world to smell. But, it's a busy world and she may have been the only one that noticed. She was very polite and didn't say anything. I'm pretty sure she noticed, and I noticed that she noticed, and then I got extremely distracted by her noticing, and my brain went blank and by the time I thought of something funny to say the timing was off. Later I realized how funny it was that I farted not once, but TWICE, in front of Ms. KT, and I began to wonder what evil powers Ms. KT was avenging on me. We worked back-to-back for over a year and I don't think I ever farted the whole time (that she noticed), so she must have gained this evil power since I left (and harnessed it well for her evil doing).
Everyone better watch out for Ms. KT the fart-avenger. If she has it out for you, you better run!