Today I heard Neil fart for the first time. It was blatant and pronounced. He was not ashamed. It was the sound of a tangled up kite in the wind. Except the kite was made out of boloney. I looked at Rory who appeared proud that I could be there for it. After farting, Neil walked away, leaving me alone with the scent of cold turkey.
-Max
PS: Rob totally missed eggs with stuff today.
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