FARTING YOU INTO THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT. I made sure I indulged in all the right food to produce the most gas. And I let this tree have it. Direct contact while everyone is rest dreaming of gifts. No fresh air just my loud wet stinky farts repeatedly polluting the joy out of the air. During the whole month of June. I’ll be having discounted IRL SESS in the Bronx. Come with your mouth wide open and your belly empty.