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Might be a right of passage but I was never really shown as a child…
Tonight the family and I are enjoying a good family movie and I’m feeling a little gassy from going out to dinner. We don’t get out often but enjoy it when we do. Split a humus plate and pepperoni Swiss burger with the wife tonight so I’m starting to peel paint off the wall.
I was told to light a match or candle if I were to continue to participate in the movie watching. I lit a candle and proceeded to watch the movie. Along comes the urge and I’m thinking: Hey, Jeffrey hasn’t seen a fart lit! He’s 9-years-old and sharp as a tack so I figure, why not. Back my ass up to this cute little votive candleholder and let-er-rip.
Sweet mother of God! It has been years since I have pulled this off. I saw that I completely and instantaneously blew out the candle and THEN was told a slow, lingering, blue flame rose from my ass and proceeded up my pajamas. A blue flame about 6” in diameter engulfed my flannel pj crack area. I was obviously concerned and quickly patted any residual flame that might have continued.
My nine-year-old was in complete and total awe. THAT WAS TOTALLY AWSOME DAD! WOW. (Several minuets of giggling and wow ensued) Wife was concerned my insides were ablaze as I was too. A quick trip to the bathroom and a mirror check confirmed a few singed hairs. All in all a good fire science lesson. Hope this is of some humor or help for others…