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And not just fart, but he almost seems to let loose a near-liquidy substance out on me. Like the air is just saturated with his bowels to the point of moisture.
So I had to change the shorts I was wearing. I also had to wash my hands.
In a way it’s somewhat flattering. He seems to only rips one when he’s extra excited about seeing me.
So thanks, Caleb. I love you, too.