Random Junk: Story: "There was this guy named FART ...

... and his brother POOP. So FART and POOP arranged to meet at a big fat huge thick ass tree. POOP arrived and was walking around the tree waiting for FART, who later came and started walking around looking for POOP. Just by conincidink [lol], they were on opposite sides of the tree, which blocked POOP from seeing FART, and vice versa. Now FART stopped and turned around, at the same time POOP did. They sat down, both saying: "Where is he?" "Where is he?" So since their voices drowned out each other's, they still didn't hear each other. POOP and FART both screamed: "WHAT THE HELL?!" "WHAT THE HELL?!" So later, a bored crazy murderous hysterical insane frenzious murderer woodcutter was running with an axe and chopped down the tree. "Oh." "Oh." So finally, after seventy-two years, four months, six days, thirteen hours, fifty-one minutes, sixteen seconds, forty milliseconds, and two nanoseconds, FART and POOP found each other.

The End"
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Hobey-ho, Pandu.