Right. So I was just sitting and thinking, and I remembered this little indian guy on the plane coming up. He was probably in his late thirties but quite short. He sat next to me on the flight, occupying the middle seat. He was very nervous and fidgeted all the time, particularly during take off and landing. When we landed he held his head in his hands and appeared to be praying quite fervently.
I found this sort of amusing, but I wouldn't, most likely, have remembered it if it was not for the... Incident... On the ground.
As we were walking into the terminal, I was following fairly close behind him when he suddenly pauses mid-stride. I nearly. Walked into him. As he paused he bent slightly forward, clearly not aware that I was a few centimeters behind him, and let rip a rather loud, high-pitched fart and then proceeded on his merry way.
I found this really funny, but that may just be my lavatorial mind. :P
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