Custom: Farting Burglar 2!

Description: Custom: i robbed you before, and i'm doing it again! i walk into your house, looking around before realizing you're not home. perfect! i start to go through your things, looking for anything of value to take with me. my stomach starts to feel weird, and a few loud farts start to slip out. i don't have time for this, i continue going through your things. my farts begin to get louder, and more frequent. i hold my butt and try to fan away the smell. why did i have mexican food today? bad idea. my stomach cramps, and i double over, farting again and again. i try my best to focus on the task at hand. eventually, i find a ring! great! i just have to get out of here while i still can. i look around before making my break to make sure the coast is still clear. i lift my leg and let out some more farts. i make my way out of the house, but double over again. my stomach is in shambles. i fart over and over, they just won't stop! i realize i need to find a restroom before i can leave. i rush to the bathroom, and find you've come back home. oh no! i try to come up with excuses why i'm in your house. you point out the obvious loud farts escaping me. i try to come up with excuses for those too before i admit my lunch is messing with me. i plead for you to let me use the bathroom. you refuse. i try to put on a tough front, all while tooting away. you won't budge. fine! i don't need your stupid permission. i walk to the door and try the handle. locked! not good. i demand you open the door, with no luck. just when i'm about to take matters in my own hands, a wet fart makes an appearance. uh-oh. i walk slowly out of the house, trying to hold everything in. i curse, and tell you i'll get my payback as i pathetically see my way out.