There is no art in a fart

Oh, I think I'll go back to sleep.

Oh, that smell of shit.

Ow!

Oh, show me, that's my dad.

Oh, my God, that smells awful.

Poor thing.

God free.

Where home?

There's no one here, is there?

Ours took a dump somewhere here.

Where home?

I'm in the bathroom, I'm coming.

Ours was you then?

Oh, my God, he's got to shit somewhere.

Creve, what's that noise?

Oh, I've got a tummy ache.

I don't know what's going on.

I don't know what's going on.

I don't know what's going on.

I don't know what I'm talking about.

Who cooks a cabbage.

It's because I don't know what I'm talking about.

I don't know what I'm saying too much.

Speak your mouth, what you're saying too much.

I'll give it to you.

Not mine.

I'm going.

I'm gonna hit you with your face.

No, no, no, no, no, no,.

No.

Oh, I'm gonna hit you with your face.

Come on.

That's it, open my ass.

Since you're not doing anything, open my ass.

Turn your face.

Turn around.

Don't complain.

It'll flatten me.

Open your mouth.

I won't make it.

Didn't you say you were poor?

So now you're gonna smell my fart.

Smells like.

Go.

Open my ass, go.

Smells like.

Shut up.

Is he sick?

Don't complain, go sniff now.

Smells like.

Smell it, go.

Smells like.

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