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Flatulence Flashbacks

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Now THERE’S a post to decrease my readership. As a chronicler of childhood things, is it any surprise that vulgarity raises its ugly and malodourous head?

Regarding this post, as a former boy, there was always a scatological bent to our reality, that cannot be denied, and always supplied.

I, for one, am going to miss bodily functions when we are all brains in jars.