[post_page_title]So anyway[/post_page_title]
Phew, we’ve had pretty intense brain farts, but this right here was mental diarrhea. This was the aftermath of a Taco Bell Crunchwrap Supreme with extra hot sauce levels of mental diarrhea. There’s no recovering from the shame that would ensue after such a statement made in public.
Your only option would be to change your name to Juan, move to Mexico and start your new life as a humble alpaca farmer in the mountains. Even then, every night would haunt you with the eerie sound of “fart cone” echoing in the distance.
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