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Me and the midget
This happened three weeks ago: I went to a football game with a friend of mine, and as always we stopped to have a beer at the gas station on our way to the stadium. We were standing there chatting, when suddenly I felt the urge to get rid of my intestinal gas due to some onion soup I had for lunch. Unfortunately and unnoticed by your humble narrator, a midget walked by behind me this very moment, and I farted right in his face. He looked at me with an expression of disgust and humiliation on his little face and went away without saying a word. We had quite a laugh and it made the boring nil-nil my team delivered that day to one of my most memorable football afternoons. To hell with me.
(Fri 12th Dec 2008, 15:44, More)