It has just occurred to me that I do not live west of the Mississippi. I am to the east. And I meant the fartiest far east of the Mississippi on Saturday, not west.
Update: I talked to Nic about the smell and while Taneisha, who was also there, concurred that it smelled farty, Nic didn't think so. He attributed the odour to "old people smell," as there really were a lot of old people there. "It's the smell of death on them."
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