Not enough people talk about fart trust. The privilege of those who can trust a fart and the loss of that privilege and it’s attendant joys when one is inevitably betrayed.

I tend to err on untrusting, but I’ve been re-learning to trust. Mostly to entertain myself and my household (the dog mainly, and my partner) while outside I’m much more likely to just… not fart. Simply reabsorb the fart until a suitable safe venue (home or a toilet) becomes available.