In high school I moved from Chicago to a small town in the middle of nowhere. And let me tell you it was a weird af place. Dancing was banned if you could believe that. Very religious town. There was one church and everyone went every Sunday. The preacher had a daughter and she was a total dime. 12/10 fr. Things got complicated. She had a bf but she was a rebel and I think she was drawn to the fact that I didn’t care about the dancing ban. Man I loved dancing. Used to do it in empty warehouses around town. Long story short she invited me to dinner with her preacher dad. I had made the mistake of having chili for lunch. I think I was winning him over until I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I let the loudest god damn fart rip. His face omg. His wife burst out laughing. And then he did. He agreed to let us have senior prom after that. Everyone had a great time. Dancing was no longer banned after the successful prom. The town had a massive economic revival. Didn’t work out with the girl. She was a bad dancer and you know how that translates to bed skills. I wonder if her and her dad know about crypto. I hope they have some fartcoin. That would be neat.