Jacy and I went to the workout room this morning hoping to bust our asses on the treadmill and elliptical, but sadly another girl was already on the treadmill. Naturally, Jacy takes the elliptical and forces me to take the really shitty bike machine. So we're both working out hard and all of a sudden we both get a wiff of something stinky in the air. We both kind of look at each other like, "dudeee...is that you?!" Nope - sure wasn't either of us. Then the girl on the treadmill up and leaves, crop dusting the entire workout room as she goes.
Who in the hell lets go of stinky, nasty farts when there are only two other people in the workout room? Process of elimination, my friend. Next time, I hope she goes out in the hallway or something.