Kindle Notes & Highlights
My body starts shaking - did someone install a new earthquake mod?
There’s a dark cloud hovering above the dirt, moving forward. Wait - it’s following my every move. Oh no! Is that brown cloud coming out of ME?
literary masterpeice
I run through my diet to see what could be causing this massive explosion of farts.
Without warning, another fart blasts out of my backside. I feel a slight breeze and realize I’ve blown a hole in the back of my pants.
i really felt this in my soul
I’m going to scare these Creepers away with this new ammunition coming out of my butt. I head to the yard and get ready to blast one out.
WHY CAN’T I STOP FARTING?
i really feel the agony the author was trying to convey with his descriptive wording here
(My butt hurts just thinking about it.)
The priest waves his arms trying to exorcise the farts from my body while the farmer weeps at the sight of his wilted crops.
Goodbye, cruel world!
STEVE NO (suicide can be a powerful narritive tool in intense literarry fiction such as this)
My body may no longer be visible, but the brown cloud behind me certainly is. What am I going to do?
TOOT TROUBLE
I pinch my butt cheeks together to hopefully foil their plan. (Foil, not soil.)
(Fighting over who can get closer to the person farting is definitely something new.)
Minecraft NEEDS a superhero – why can’t it be me? STINKY STEVE TO THE RESCUE – it’s got a nice ring to it.
My bad. It was just another fart. STINKY STEVE TO THE RESCUE!
The villain sits in front of the furnace to think.
