E_D_Guapo
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My farts have sounded like the opening of Wanted Dead or Alive lately.
When I was a young kid, probably around 5th grade or so, I would occasionally stay overnight at a friend's house on a weekend night. The kid's dad was a total hillbilly and was originally from West Virginia. One night when I was staying over I left the kid's room in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom or something and his dad was up in the living room watching television. He was naked, sitting in a leather recliner eating an onion as if were an apple. He farted and his ass cheeks flapped loudly against the leather chair. It was both hilarious and very disturbing at the same time. Definitely something I don't think I'll ever forget.

