My partner and I were discussing the finer things in life ... namely people who enjoy being stamped on as a fetish. I jokingly told him I spent hours on chat rooms discussing this.
Am ready to go out and wearing make up so he says ‘are you sure you’re going out with X and not off to meet a boyfriend?’ ... I proceeded to bend at the knees and stomp stomp stomp legs akimbo to illustrate to him what I’d be doing with my afternoon (not actually) and ... I farted. He now thinks I was just ‘working it down’ with the stomping and I think it might be how each fart is introduced in our house from now on 