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Ahhh...yes the gastronimoc experiments of the practical joking community.
My father did a similar experiment. Every saturday night Dear Papa would have a big bowl of chilli with a fried egg and cheese on top. Then for breakfast on Sunday, he would have the same thing with the added bonus of a handful of peanuts as we headed out the door to church.
Our family always sat behind group of elderly ladies that always sat in the same pew together. We called it widow's row.
Father would then silently let the various er....pockets of air slip from his system. He would sit there and quietly snicker to himself as the lovely old sisters would turn and look suspiciously at one another. It was so embarassing.........
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Charter member and self proclaimed president of the "League of Travel-sized Women".
Opera Company, SUU.
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