Get to Day Three and I'll talk you through it.

My farts are so bad -I- can't stand 'em... so it has to be soon. They're like a cold wind coming off an iceberg... except they're coming off a turd and they aren't cold, they just stink.

"Push it out, shove it out, waaaaaaaaay out!"

I call it "Blammo Surprise".

I got this.

you too, MACS