As I grow older I become less judgmental about my elders’ restroom activities.
When I spoke to my wife about this today, she said she would wait until the bathroom at work was clear before going in to drop a bomb.
I guess men just drop bombs without a care of who is sitting next to them.
Once I turned 50, I implemented two rules to govern bodily functions. They are followed strictly. 1) Never pass a bathroom. 2) Never trust a fart.