9:49 a.m. - 2005-06-09
Farty friend strikes again.
My farty friend wants to know if I want to go somewhere for crab cakes today.
By now, all of D-land knows that my farty friend has a bowel disease that makes her spit firey gas of doom from her ass when she eats crab.
Should I stay, or should I go?
I could go for a crab cake myself...
But, do I risk the possibiility of a gaseous death on the ride back from lunch?
