I just love burping in your stupid face. Burping and then blowing them at you so you have to sniff them. The bigger, louder, longer and smellier the burp, the better as far as I’m concerned. And cans of fizzy pop really help. I even ate garlic bread just to make my breath even smellier, although you probably know that as I’m sure you can smell it. I want you to really inhale my burps as I blow them in your face. As I sip away on my pop, unleashing burp after burp onto your face, making you suffer and inhale each one. Oh, how I love tormenting you and seeing you suffer!