One time, at school, drama class decided to do a play for the school. It was some stuff about an evil mastermind trying to destroy a candy shop. Anyways, on the opening night, I was placed in the front row, and, I had eaten some Indian food before I got there. Meaning, I had quite a bit of gas. Except, for the entire thing, I only farted once, but it was so load, it echoed through the entire loving gym, and I gassed the whole front row! And the people who were doing the play forgot their lines.
