The Fart

Zeminky was contemplating the infinite emptiness of his mind as his apartment lift was descending. He let out a loud and satisfying fart as he was prone to do so in moments of such contemplation. It was then that he noticed his petite and cute neighbor, whom he always meant to hit on, standing in the other corner of the lift. He gave her a sheepish grin and apologized. She looked up at him and asked, "For what"? Zeminky was shocked. He could not fathom the fact that his fart had lost its power. So like he always did when he was confused, he decided to be rude to the girl.

"What's your name?", he asked. "Anal", she replied.
"Ha ha, is that all? Where is the rest of your name?", he countered.

Anal turned away and thought to herself that he must be one of those Indian louts from Jharkhand. The lift had reached the ground floor and Zeminky started to walk away feeling very pleased. It was at this moment that he tripped over his own feet, the clumsy bastard he is. Anal seized the moment and kicked him on his ass with her pointy heels. This sent Zeminky sprawling. "What the hell", he thought as he saw Anal walk away from his vantage point on the ground. He could not understand why he was being treated so shabbily. He then picked himself up, decided to blame it all on Khemcho, walked to his car and got lost on his way to work.