The Sweet Smell of… You Gotta Be Kidding

Nope, we’re not kidding. A Frenchman has invented “the Father Christmas fart pill that gives your farts the sweet scent of chocolate” ( ). This from a nation that doesn’t believe in deodorant.

I dunno. Somehow the notion of chocolate-scented gas is, well, off-putting. The guy has invented pills in other flavors, too. I just might never eat chocolate again.

As we survey the swirling wreckage of Western civilization–national borders down, illegals swarming in to collect welfare; cities convulsed with riots; government by wicked, Godless idiots; public schools teaching the kiddies that they can change their “gender” at will–it is no great comfort to know that at least our farts won’t stink, if only we take these pills.

But I can’t help thinking that this Gaul’s clever little invention is a wonderfully apt symbol for the whole postmodern, secular humanist, worldly enterprise.

Disguise it as you will, it’s still a fart.

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