The cover band I was playing in for most of the last year were playing in the nightclub in the basement of Slane Castle over the summer. I had been eating homemade kimchi before the gig which hadn't really finished fermenting, and had probably the worst farting episode I've ever had. You could see people moving away from the stage as the cloud wafted round, and eventually the cajon player started retching and claims he puked up into his mouth. Show must go on though right?These days I get very farty in the afternoons after lunch, I have to get up and go for regular walks. Thanks for understanding.
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