I´m loving myself out of cancer, and I eat delicious and nutricious food, which results in silent deadly farts. So I go equipped with a box of matches, to burn the smell off.
The science: methane carries the offensive sulphide molecules – striking a light burns it off. There seems to be pretty general agreement that farts are better out, than in, although there´s the smell and the embarrassment.
The etymology: At the risk of damaging the “special relationship” between the UK and the USA, I´d like to point out that in in UK English, trump is a commonly known synonym for fart. But it never crossed the Atlantic. Maybe an outstanding example of “two countries divided by a common language” to quote George Bernard Shaw.
If you think that Trump fills the world with toxic gases, I invite you to strike a light, in the interests of clean air. If I just make one person giggle, I´ll feel happy to have made a contribution to World environment day. The world is full of loving, caring, intelligent humans. We and mother nature deserve better.
– let´s start laughing.
Poetry: Where eer ye be, Let yer wind gang free
(Sounds jist the job fir thee an me)
Whit a fuss at Rabbies pairty
Ower the sake o wan wee ferty.