I’m wondering how one knows a fart’s gender-source in a crowd.
I know my male partner goes to great lengths to not pass gas in public.
He even excuses himself at his home.
I know I’ve heard one. Outside, and he’d stepped back.
contrast to my exhusband who was basically jet propelled. And called the Tribe of the Mountain Walruses after any food.
one bubbly boy, he was.
I’m all good with an “excuse me.”
I tend to excuse myself, will always do it in social situations. (Even without recruiting someone to go to the loo with me— ha). but hiking and work, and certain situations...well...it happens. I aim for noise mitigation.