In my small interpretation of literature class (20 people on a good day), at around 930 am, a light squeeking noise could be heard anywhere within a 10 yard radius of Winky. No one would have noticed had anyone been talking. Instead I hear a 8/10 girl behind me giggle, and a 2/10 girl next to me smile, giggle, then look down when I look at her. I also see some bros (wearing high school football shirts) about 5 yards away from me giggling and looking around to see who is blushing.
I think, oh shit I can't believe I let that one through. I feel the blood rushing to my cheeks and embarassment setting in. Then it hits me like a brick to the face, who the fuck cares? Why should farting in class be any different than sneezing or coughing or getting boogers all over the place. All of the above are much grosser than farting and aren't followed by laughter. Farting can not transmit communicable diseases and really doesn't bother any of the senses except for smell. Of course, sharting should be exempt from this new standard. If the fart sounds at all wet, if any poop comes out, or if it is above and beyond a regular fart then you should definately laugh. But if its just a regular every day fart it should not be given any more attention than it deserves, which is NONE.
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2 comments:
Solid point, Mike. Keep up the good work.
one time i farted in spanish class sophomore year. it started cuz i was bored and sitting next to my now roommate, and i leaned over to chizzle him (when you put your elbow into them and then smack your fist...) well the process of leaning over did it for me and i ripped huge ass. loud as fuck. then i proceeded to be terribly embarrassed. i didn't know what to do. so i yelled out, IT WAS ME!!! I FARTED!!! this was a huge mistake because somehow half of the class didn't hear the fart, but when i was done with them, they were laughing at me for one reason or another.
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