Hiking…well, sort of

Anika and I were half way up the mountain when she said, “I feel like a mountain goat!”

“Yeah…..just not enough chin hair….”

“No, I mean, look how graceful we are over these rocks!”

At that moment Anika’s butt was in the air. Her hands and knees skidded against the rocks.

We both broke into laughter. Suddenly a thunderous roll echoed through the mountains. Birds scattered. Small creatures hid under rocks.

It was an Anika fart.


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