Women never sit next to me on public transport but sometimes I sit next to them just for a laugh. This morning on my way to work I took a seat next to two 19 year old Stacies. My breakfast hadn't settled right and I could feel one of them hot rancid morning farts asking to be let out. Normally I'd try to maintain a degree of social docorum and let her rip as soon as I stepped off the train but today I thought 'what the hell?' and released my foul sulphuric air biscuit into the packed carriage. The Stacies knew it was me and were visibly distressed by the incident. I celebrated my pathetically minor win with a cheeky smile all the way from the station to the office.
