Flatulence is the international language. Speak it with your anus. Hear it through your ears. Listen through your nose.

“When I was a little boy, I used to work in a sweatshop. We made deodorant.”

“My heart is closed, but open. Closed to one woman in particular, but open to th…”

“If I collected dust, I wouldn’t mind if I got dust on it. My collection would g…”

“If I had an orange penis, and an erection, I might take offense at carrot eater…”