Story 1 of humanities uncontrollable desire to gas in my presence

The other day I was sitting in the coffee shop at seminary trying to read and pass the time before my next class. Let me set the scene. I am in a chair in the corner with a cup of coffee and a Church History book. There are 3 guys at the table in front of me all discussing the days events. To my right (the farter) was a man that had a cup of coffee a book and I guess an uncontrollable desire to talk to everyone in the room the wrong way. So here is what happened as I am reading I hear this guy pass gas at his table and I am not talking about just a little bit. This was an obvious, "I am about to mess in my pants" one and to top it off, he did not move. Yeah I know, there is always that guy, the guy that does it and just acts like nothing happened. Me being the mature one that I am, start to laugh as well as the guys in front of me and there was no question as to who did it. Finally after much laughter and tears, the victim stood up took his things and left. I proceeded to laugh until I could not see him anymore.