Don't Go Smelling My Farts

One thing Susan and I have learned about Houston is that it rains here kinda a lot. But usually it's sporadic. For an hour here, and an hour there. But yesterday we had about 8 hours of non-stop downpour. Since Susan had worked Friday night, we were going to date on Saturday. I had found a local pumpkin patch, but alas neither of us had interest in a muddy tromp. So we replanned on the fly and decided to find a duet and rewrite the lyrics Weird Al style. So for your enjoyment "Don't Go Smelling My Farts" to the tune of "Don't Go Breaking My Heart" by Elton John.

C: Don’t go smelling my farts

S: I couldn’t if I tried.

C: If I get indigestion

S: Maybe don’t get deep fried.

                               

C: Don’t go smelling my farts

S: Here I brought you some tums

C: Oh, Honey, when you walk in the room

S: I just turn round and run

C&S: Ooh Ooh

S: Everyone knows it

C: When I eat bad

S: My nose is sad

C&S: Ooh Ooh

S: Everyone knows it

C: If you are smart

C: don’t smell my farts

S: Ooh Oh, I won’t smell your farts