Well, if nothing else, this did make me smile @tryskele. Our family has a similar gas story. When I was a child we stopped on a mountain pass for sandwiches. Those old concrete tables and stools at the side of the road. Al was silent except for the chatter of birds and monkeys.

Well, my father let one off. The entire world went silent in shock. And then - well, we all roared with laughter. Nearly 50 years later, it's as vivid a memory as the day it happened. Thanks for reminding me.