Farthmore: Hey
Heather.
Heather: What's up?
Farthmore: Have
you ever had the experience that you have to hold it until
you're all alone by yourself? But then all
of a sudden, it
just pops out unexpectedly.
Heather: Hold
what? I'm not following you.
Farthmore: Well,
it's just that, you know, I like to eat sweet
potatos, and that often stimulates my gastrointestinal movement.
Heather: I
know that. I often hear your hyperactive gastrointestinal
sound, and by that I know the "ventilation" inside
your tummy is on
the go.
Farthmore: Yeah,
and that ventilation really worked far too much last Friday.
Heather: Why
say so? What happened? Did you turn the MRT station into
a gas chamber? Or did you perform another demonstration of
gas attack in your class again? HAHA!
Farthmore:
No, of course not. I'm not that powerful, OK? Though that's
really powerful enough to draw people's attention. And my
classmates are constantly having gas
masks on hand for
my attack. Ha! Anyway, just kidding, talking
non-sense.
Heather: Ha,
poor them. So, what exactly happened?
Farthmore: I
had a presentation in a morning class last Friday morning,
and before the class, I had a grilled sweet
potato for the brekkie. Then
before the presentation began, I was bit toey.
And a classmate noticed that, so she just told me "everything
will be fine, I'm cool". You know just sort of soothing my
nervousness.
Heather: So
let me guess. The "ventilation" happend during the presentation,
so you farted in front of the
whole class. HAHA.
Farthmore: Yeah,
you got it right.
Heather: HAHAHA,
that's really embarassing. But at least, you did something
not to let people hear the "noise", didn't you?
Farthmore: Yeah,
when I felt the gas coming, I raised my tone and volume as
if I was trying to emphasize some points.
Heather: But
how about the smell?
Farthmore: What
could I do, I couldn't seal it in my undie, could I?
Heather: Of
course you couldn't. But believe me or not. I saw a news
online couple days ago. A US underwear compnay have invented
a special undie which can airtight the nasty smell.
Farthmore: Oh,
really? That's cool. Just imagine that seal the smell for
the whole day, then let it out when you get home. Nah, that's
nasty.
Heather: But
at least that's an option to avoid the embarassment.
Farthmore: I
think a plastic bag will suit me just fine. HAHA!