I ate at White Castle last night, and now I'm paying dearly for it. For those that don't know, WC is a fast food restaurant chain based primarily in the midwest whose specialty is a mini-sized burger that is steam grilled on a bed of onions, and served up with a healthy dose of them under the bun. They're commonly called sliders, not only because they go down easy but because they come out the same way, and they cause the most horrid gas known to man. One little squeaker is enough to clear an entire room.
All day today I've been gassing myself silly. My personal odors don't usually bother me, but these aren't your run of the mill farts. They're so heavy they get caught in my jeans, so every step I take wafts a little stink-cloud in my wake. They linger in the seat cushion in my truck. Tomorrow when I get in, the pressure of sitting down will force all the stale onion farts out of the cushion and back into the air.
I wish I had some more.





