You’re Either Going to Laugh Or Roll Your Eyes And Never Read This Blog Again

Let me ask you something. Hypothetically, of course.

Have you ever been in bed with your partner, maybe snuggling together, and just as you’re making the transition into that blissful twilight that comes right before sleep, someone in the bed accidentally cuts a cheese completely without warning because maybe their mental awareness is shutting down for the night? 

All calm and tranquility vanishes for one of you who is lying motionless, hoping that it just sounded loud, won’t present any other evidence of having ever occurred because you don’t have a dog to blame it on, and that maybe the other person in the bed is already asleep and didn’t notice.

And then, in the darkness comes an amused snigger, and just like that, all dignity flies out the window because somebody’s ass selected that moment to betray them.

That’s the way it always works, isn’t it? You don’t feel the urge to pass gas all day, and then, in a quiet moment, you have 26 gas bubbles that are fighting so hard to get out you feel like you could rip to the tune of the ABCs.

Hypothetically, of course.