Took a flight today from Vancouver to Calgary... It was a straight forward enough flight but there was one big problem... There was a person in my direct vicinity that was suffering from extreme flatulence. Now generally when someone has gas to that level it is pretty much just air, not this person. This person must of had a great big dish of goose and turkey guts for supper, I mean the cloud produced could strip paint...
Now in a normal world you can walk around away from ground zero but on a plane you are trapped in that tin can, which is not only completely enclosed, it recirculates the aforementioned noxious cloud. Just when the cloud was finally dissipating the person would launch another bomb.
I'm not sure if this person had no sense of smell, no sphincter control, no sense of shame, or was a fart bearing sadist... The only thing I thank god for was that flight was only an hour...
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Ugh! I was on a night train and suffered a very similar experience. Fortunately, I had a bag of bananas and was able to bury my nose from the noxious miasma.
I night train in india, with all of that spicy food, I can't imagine, well, actually I can, and it isn't pretty...
How is your India trip going by the way...
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