Imagine we've been dating for a while. During our date, I have some food that makes me extremely gassy, like usual. Normally, I excuse myself and go to another room, but this time, you hear it and smell it—a potent mix of sulfur and spices with a hint of the meal we shared. You decide to confide in me, letting me know that you're actually into farts. With a big smile, I agree to grace you with 21 minutes of my bubbly gas in various ways. You won't believe what happens next!