Readers here might recall the story of “Herbert” in Getting More Tale #544: Canned Corn. I was in his office the other day, and I have to admit, he got me.
We were having a discussion about a customer pickup, when he pointed to the bottom left corner of his computer screen.
“What’s that say?” he asked.
I leaned in to look at the clock in the corner. “11:30 am” I responded. And that’s when I noticed he was “wafting” a fart into my face with his hands. 11:30 am is the time I got wafted.