You were the tall brunette who farted in the produce section tonight, Davie St. Safeway. I was the tall dirty blonde guy beside you who said "was that you?". You said "no...wasn't me!!". I called you a liar. You continued to plead innocence despite the stink. I fanned the stink away with a head of Romaine lettuce and you stormed off. Even though you fart like a Clydesdale I'd still like to meet for coffee....you are gorgeous if not rude. Vancouver, BC
If you like Pina Coladas And gettin' caught in the rain If you're shopping for produce And if your farts stop a train...