I had a doctor’s appointment one morning in Geneva and had to take the bus super early. The bus was full of the usual suspects; serious adults in suits, rowdy teenagers going to school and general nondescript tired human beings.
Right behind me was a man sitting next to his 5 year old daughter. Characteristic of this hour, the bus was plunged into a dozy silence. Suddenly the little girl sitting behind me starts yelling ‘Daddy why did you fart? Why did you fart Daddy?’