While we're all getting to know one another...
Some people just don't realize the value in a fart until you've lost your ability to do so.
Once apon a story, I had a colostomy bag. The gass they collect is quite a lot more pungent than what "escapes" naturally. Now I only did this 4-5 times (to the 4th or 5th power), but gassing jerks in public, was pretty funny. The bag was easy to open while looking like I was simply scratching my chest through my shirt. Oh was the gas sticky too. Break the seal, give a small squeeze, and eyes are watering for 10 minutes...
So those of us with kids know, alone time in the "can" is rare. One day... ugh I almost feel bad... I grabbed our oldest son, and started a tickeling war while sittin' in the RR. While he was laughing, I may have broke that seal and squeezed that bag. Then I proceeded to tickle him for another few minutes. Since that day, he's been a bit reluctant to join me. He barely even knocks on the door to disturb me.
On the other hand, twice he's woke me up farting in my face. It was actually his laughter and lack of balance that woke me up, but there was a foul stench that followed that.

