I have a friend who I’ve known from a young age. One day, when he was six, I was at his house when he got this terrible stomachache. I mean, he was squirming in agony. So, his mom took him to the doctor’s office, where the doctor took one look and told her to take him to the ER. She feared something along the lines of an intestinal rupture. About halfway to the hospital, my friend suddenly produced the loudest, most powerful fart imaginable. I could have sworn he levitated. We thought the upholstery in the car seat had ripped. After a good 30 seconds of non-stop farting, he looked at his mom and said, “I feel all better now!”