I soaked cubes of head cheese in jalapeño vinegar to snack on before Christmas dinner. I snacked on it the whole time I was cooking dinner. Fast forward to after dinner, when the head cheese made me bolt for the nearest bathroom, I could've sworn I was birthing angry hedgehogs. After 2 hours in labor, I would've much rather taken a fart.
i smelt about 8-10 farts tonight. and im not exaggerating. my friends dogs and himself were tearing it up. it was revolting.
Oh, sure, blame it on the dog, why don'tcha?
that's what i thought too. but there was a clear difference between dog fart and people fart. yuck!
True story: When I was a teenager, my dog would always sit under the desk when I did my homework. At times, she would suddenly just bolt out and run away. Just as I would start to wonder why she had run away, the smell of buttered popcorn would hit me. To this day, I still hate popcorn.