Farts for breakfast

I get on the tube every day roughly at 6:55am.

As I walked into the carriage this morning someone released their musty, eggy butt gas onto me.

It was so pungent I could taste it.

I moved along the train to escape having to taste fragments of someone’s fermented butt delicacies for breakfast. 

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