2011/12/21＊Chihiro
Mm.
Something stinks.
Something really stinks of shit.
Seems like someone farted inside the train. It really stinks.
Ugh, it stiiinks. It’s like a hexagon!!
What the hell does one have to eat to produce a scent as dusky as this?
It feels like I’m losing my nostril hair.
Though it’s only a fart, it’s not timid even while of such vulgar social status. I sensed a strong purpose. A wickedness. A resolution. Although it’s mere gas, it deserves great admiration.
I dare say garlic was processed to make this fart.
As expected of the one and only, the strongest of the plant kingdom.
Indeed: in the world of foodstuff, it still reigns supreme.
After getting back home a while ago, I farted and it didn’t smell too bad.
It made me realize I’m still much too naive.
I’m disappointed in myself.
