while in newfoundland, i told my cousins josh (12) and jordan (16) about blue angels.
neither believed that farts were ignitable.
i understand their skepticism: it's too good to be true. the adolescent joys of lighting things on fire and farting in front of other people could be combined? no way. died and gone to heaven. i can't even think of a similar cojoining of delights, that's how rare that is.
yeah, i tried to show them how it was done, but i had a couple feeble attempts. apparently, all those mussels i was picking and eating from the beach weren't creating flammable air pockets to entertain young males.
so i left newfoundland.
when they came to visit in the summer, they still didn't believe it would work, and told me so. i tried again. nothing.
so i scoured the net. i consider myself adept at searching, but i couldn't really find anything that was proof beyond a reasonable doubt. (20,000 entries, and none of those images looking like a man with a lighter near his butt)
a friend of mine said that there would be legions of entries online somewhere, and to leave it to him. well, he's done me proud. i present to you a very funny clip. thank you johnny and melissa and isabella.
this clip gives hope to young boys everywhere that they will meet a girl who actually wants to have sex with them, that they will get that car on their 16th birthday, that their acne will go away, that they will grow up and lose that baby fat, they'll be the funniest, and somebody's favorite, and understood.
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