As I write this, I am farting.
In order to allow a smooth exit for the ass vapors, I lean slightly to the left; raising my right butt cheek. This, in turn, puts a slight increase in pressure to the keys that I strike with my left hand.
Sorry.
Inside my skeleton lives a little boy who likes to write dirty words. He also likes to punch old people. I figured I better get him a pen.
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