4:00 am. Can’t sleep. Just farted and it escaped its blankety prison. Gross. Thought I filled my gitch, but it was only a dream.
Fart-Meter:
- Stink factor: 4/10
- Volume: 2/10
- Characteristics: seeping (not sleeping)
- Trip to the John solved it: too tired to try
- Fart Fuel: sushi
- Casualties: Mr. Sandman