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He drank red wine and didn’t see the spill on his khakis. Strangers gave him a wide berth. Once home, his wife called 911. And then left him

Sam walks home in a fog, stumbling, reeking of a toxic miasma of good times gone bad. He desires only his bed. But wakes amidst the flowers.

The air was still. Not the slightest hint of a breeze. And so his fart just sat there, lingering, malevolent. And the tai chi class was over

The airport lounge is silent save for the sound of the clipping of toenails. He wants to complain but there is no one. So he picks his nose.

They decided not to argue on this day. And they succeeded until he asked her if she was going to get a pedicure. Then he wished he was dead.

She called him a pygmy, even though he wasn’t short and a day later the full force of that insult hit him. Hard. And he moved very far away.

The Duke suddenly ran out during cocktails. The Dutchess ran after him in a dignified fashion. I simply can not stop farting, the Duke said.