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The Fart heard around the World
THE FART HEARD AROUND THE WORLD
By: SellCon2762
The unknown female stood there in the kitchen as the book looked on from behind her. Inside her bowels, a monster was brewing and unbeknownst to the boy, she wanted to let it loose. The world never knew what she had eaten before cutting the beast. Could it have been beans, burritos, cabbage, broccoli, milk or something completely unexpected? Little did she know at the time that she was about to release a fart that would be heard by millions. It’s not always the biggest fart, or the smelliest or the longest that gets the attention, but sometimes it’s the best fart, the perfect fart
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Ying laid in her bed after a long and bothersome conversation with her mother. It wasn’t quite the disciplinary talk that she would normally hear from her, but more along the lines of a “stop getting your ass in trouble!” talk, and it left Ying feeling like crap. As if school, bullies, teachers, and now Mr. Scholar weren’t enough. She rested her right arm over her face, shielding her eyes from the world that she felt was her enemy and lacing the motivation to do anything. She lacked he motivation to play games, eat, get up from bed, even the motivation to humor herself by ripping farts.
“Hehehe!” Well&hell
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What a Christmas story eh?
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Wierd... but interesting...