Manhattan was dealing with some unusual weather today. Strong winds blowing throughout the city. Papers and leaves flying, trees swaying viciously and people struggling not to get knocked off their feet. A strong windstorm with a horrible stench attached to it. Some people thought maybe it was a fire or gas explosion somewhere in the city. Well they were technically right. A dude named Luis had closed shop for the day to let out the ever-expanding amount of gas he had inside of him. Thinking he was just fumigating his shop he let rip one giant fart so he wouldn’t hotbox his apartment. Little did he know that his relief was everyone else’s misery. The toxic stench enveloped half of manhattan. People passed out in the streets, the smell even makings its way into the subway. Trains delayed until further notice as many people, rescue workers and drivers included fell ill to the vile smell. As Luis continue to listen to his music and cleaning his shop not knowing the catastrophe he was causing. When will it end? Good question.
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