Mr. Patel and the Legendary Fart
It was a normal day at Meh High. The halls were buzzing, students were running around, and Gerald was trying (and failing) to balance a tray of spaghetti in the cafeteria. Everyone thought nothing could go wrong… until Mr. Patel walked in.
Mr. Patel, the usually calm and collected teacher, had been holding in a fart all morning. It was one of those farts that felt like it had its own personality—loud, proud, and slightly dangerous.
As he bent down to pick up a fallen pen, the room went silent. Then… PFFFT! The fart erupted, echoing off the lockers like a trumpet of doom. Papers flew, students screamed, and Gerald… well, he actually slipped on his own spaghetti in shock.
The smell? Legendary. It was a mix of broccoli from last night’s dinner, something suspiciously spicy, and a hint of pure chaos. Everyone ran for the exits, but Meh—the only one brave enough—stood his ground.
“Mr. Patel!” Meh shouted, waving his arms like a superhero. “You’ve summoned the ancient fart beast!”
Mr. Patel, mortified, nodded slowly. “I… I think I might have.”
And from that day forward, whenever someone mentioned a fart in Meh High, the legend of Mr. Patel’s cafeteria blast was whispered in awe… and fear.
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