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Mine tastes like gravy. Yours?
Just in case any ladies are reading this, mine tastes like strawberries soaked in champagne, so I am told.

Mine tastes like gravy. Yours?

It's not something he can really help, is it? When one has to fart, one has to fart. Stinky or no, I can't see what the guy can do about it.
He can excuse himself, go to the bogs, and let it go in the privacy of his own cubicle. Rather than inflicting it on everyone else.
Sure if it's an occasional thing. But if he's blowing one every ten minutes then he'd never be at his desk.
In which case he needs medical attention, as would be evident by the number of times he has to get up and go.
Did anyone every buy a can of fart gas when they were younger? Stuff is truly rank. It is like chemical turnip.