A few weeks ago I hooked up with a guy who I had hooked up with before. I’m not going to lie and say I didn’t think about going for Round 2 in the morning when we woke up, but before I could make a move, the guy by my side said (in a thick New York accent):
“You’re lucky I like you, because I’ve got a lot of farts brewin’ up inside of me.”
And that was the end of that.