Observations of a Serial Interviewer by Steven Ra Ga

Today was a day like most days. I have IBS-C I get backed up on occasion with my bowls. I found this out during the pandemic when I ate something that got stuck in my gut and caused the mother of all traffic jams. I basically shat out a 9pound baby… from my anus… it hurt. And it took a few months for my body to shrink back to normal size.

After that experience I found myself having a hard time trusting a fart.

I had heard stories growing up of adults in their 50s and 60s having various experiences with farting verses when you are young and wild.

The myths are all but true.

Most notably in the last few months I had a run in with sugar free gummy bears. This made trusting a fart the same with trusting an exlover you never knew what was coming your way.

If you want to read more on that go to Amazon and type “Albanese Sugar Free gummy bears” then hit up the comment section in the reviews.

Now I find if I eat sugar I bloat and fart or if I eat anything it seems I just fart.

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My fiancé still recounts the day she thought I broke the toilet. we had just started dating and well you know when you hold your fart in because you aren’t sure if it’s just a fart or is it projectile poop so you just cause yourself unnecessary pain, yah well anyway, we came back to my place and I excused myself, my apartment I guess has thin walls and doors, I entered the washroom and turned on the fan.

As I sat there gearing up, like letting the engine warm in winter, it happened, uncontrolled, it just came out the power of the fart was so loud I swear my ass lifted an inch off the seat.

I thought to myself “the fans on and I am upstairs so she can’t here me.”

After my experience was over. I made my decent downstairs, to see her just laughing aloud, she then asked “are you okay” to which I said “could you hear that?” Oh she heard it alright, she went on to say “it sounded like the toilet exploded” To which I said “no, it was just my ass” we had a laugh.