Gastrointestinal bubbles and my Uncle's metaphysics...

I have gas. Not only do I have gas, I'm letting it out without any regard to the people around me. Best part...I'm at work.

I'm not sure if the change in my diet has caused this excess flatulence, but it's quite a thrill for someone who enjoys sophomoric humor as much as me. What is it about the base human bodily functions that appeal to the funny bone of so many people? I've thought about this at length and I've decided that it's the fact that the action of passing gas is one of the few things that every human being on the face of the planet has in common with everyone else. We all fart and deep down inside in places that some of the more uptight people won't admit to, we all find it hilarious.

Think about it. How many times have you been with friends and one of you let's a cheek flapper rip? I bet you went blind laughing about it. Some of my fondest memories involve blowing ass. Allow me to share one.

Last new year's eve, my wife and I were at Mitch's house with some of our friends ringing in the new year. We had been drinking a little and I got the brilliant idea to light a fart. Mitch was only too eager to oblidge as neither one of us had ever witnessed such a thing. We pile into the bathroom along with two of his brothers and what was seen by all was nothing short of a miracle of nature. A small, orangeish yellow flame curled up the crack of my ass causing all of us to fall to the floor in hysterics. Childish? Yes. Stupid? Yes. Waste of time? You bet. Would I do it again? In a friggin heartbeat. The splendor of the action adds to the experience had by all.

What's the point you ask? I don't have one. I just love that story.