When I was in 5th grade, I was the Fart King, the Master of Flatulence. I didn’t know it at the time, but it was a dietary thing. My mom had started putting dried apricots […]
When I was in 5th grade, I was the Fart King, the Master of Flatulence. I didn’t know it at the time, but it was a dietary thing. My mom had started putting dried apricots […]