A Gross Science Experiment

For those whom are offended by bodily functions, you should probably look away. Or, actually, find another blog. I mean really, what are you even doing here? To people with children at home - they will really get a kick out of this story. Especially little boys.


First off, I would like to wish my Aunt Sue a Happy belated Birthday! Happy Birthday! This post is dedicated to you.

So, on Friday, it was 18 degrees outside, but with the wind chill, it felt like 2. Yeah, TWO FRICKING DEGREES. I was walking home from work, and I had a thought, a quite scary thought.

See, I have been really sick for the past week, what with the flu and all. I drank about two gallons of orange juice over the week, and then became promptly sick of the stuff. So, I sent Eric out to the grocery store to pick me up some fruit to eat. He came back with raspberries, strawberries, and a whole slew of cherries.

I brought the cherries to work with me, and ate roughly two pounds of them. I don't know about you, but cherries give me a bad case of gas.

I am walking home, and the whole time, I am farting with pretty much every step.

And then it occurs to me, can the people driving by in cars see my farts? Like, you know how you can see your breath? Is the same true for ...that other kind of breath?

I got home, and got on the internet, and lo and behold - IT'S TRUE. You can see farts in cold weather. You just have to not have any pants on. It's safe to say I had pants on in two degree weather.

But all the same - THE MORE YOU KNOW!