You feel your belly puff outwards as a enormous stock pile of gas builds up and bloats you like a frog. The people out there staring at your misery are going to get it now. You waddle around ass facing them and drop your pants. You couldn't have held it a second longer. With a sound somewhere between a giant frog and a cannon you fart a wave of heat that curls the people's hair. A fine spray of shit pelting them. And they run, some running while puking. You laugh at the losers. You now need to find a way to get cleaned up.