Dinner party.

It was a nice summer evening as the cold refreshing air swept by through the black painted sky. Inside a lovely mansion was a small party. People were there from all ages enjoying themselves and rambling on about the twist and turns of life itself. people walking around chattering with luaghter and gibberish words that you would here from outside the building. Outside was a 6ft blonde male smoking a cigar. that was me. my name is Dan Teaspoon. Im also one of those wealthy people that have big homes yet acting as if i was living in middle class. i was smoking my nice cigar outside gazing at the desolate yet filled world of space. but soon what happens will be my greates battle ever. I went inside and started getting a rumbling feeling in my stomach. the battle was about to begin. I could feel something gurgle in my stomach which was annoying at that point. I held my gut with both my hand to ease the uncomfortable pain. was it indigestion? nope. it was something worse. faster and faster the rumble started to return to torture my defensless stomach. I could feel it banging all around with no intentions to stop. but then it stopped. I danced in joy and happiness ignoring the people around me that was staring. Then suddenly. A huge fart belched in the room. everyone froze and stared. i had gas......this was a most extreme uncomfortable situation indeed.