We are both sitting at home and I ask you what you want to do. My silly fart boy (you) suggests that we have a farting contest. After a few of your attempts I clearly have blown you out of the water and declare myself the Fart Queen! But I’m still super gassy from my recent obsession with eating all things eggs, so I decide to punish you with more farts! But I realize how silly that is because you LOVE FARTS. So I change into booty shorts because they are comfier than denim jeans and we joke around and I jiggle my butt at you before I decide to go to bed. 24 farts included.

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We are both sitting at home and I ask you what you want to do. My silly fart boy (you) suggests that we have a farting contest. After a few of your attempts I clearly have blown you out of the water and declare myself the Fart Queen! But I’m still super gassy from my recent obsession with eating all things eggs, so I decide to punish you with more farts! But I realize how silly that is because you LOVE FARTS. So I change into booty shorts because they are comfier than denim jeans and we joke around and I jiggle my butt at you before I decide to go to bed. 24 farts included.

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