My husband wrote this for a term paper in his college english cl Do u think its funny, I do and its true?

This ignment is #14..doing something socially inappropriate ( but not illegal) in public and to write about the reactions you get. It took me few moments to come up with something, then it hit me “CROP DUSTING”. Crop dusting is the crude sport of walking past a group or individual and farting a SBD, silent but deadly, and quickly making an exit. The idea is the group or individual has no idea where the offensive smell came from. It sounds terrible but my wife and I have engaged the activity more times than I can remember. Me being the crop duster and her my giggling cohort in crime. When my wife and I first started dating we went on a cruise to Cozumel Mexico. After a day filled with me getting a new tattoo and drinking a large amount of Tecate Light and eating a pile of Mexican food I was primed for a good game of Crop Dusting. Now it takes about 12 hours to fully fill the tanks so to speak before you can truly do justice to Crop Dusting. The following morning, me with a slight hangover and gy beer farts headed off to the ships stores with wife in tow to do some duty-free shopping. I felt a powerful rumble in my bowels and new I was about to give birth to the infamous “Mexican Bandit”. I slipped into action by rounding a t-shirt rack marked 50% off, knowing this would be a prime locale for my unsuspecting victims. Everyone one buys t-shirts while on a cruise ship. I preceded to let loose the foul demon, its gaseous invisible form wafting out like early morning fog on a cold lake in Minnesota. Then quickly making my escape to another part of the store to avoid being suspect in such a horrid sport. As unsuspecting shoppers ped through the dense sightless cloud, you could see the expressions on their faces turn for excited and happy to painful disgust. Searching around them for the culprit, only to be suspect themselves as others caught wif of the awful stench of beer and beans. My wife off looking at shiny objects saw what was going on with the fellow cruise ship patrons and knew they had been CROP DUSTED!!!. Seeing this she walks by the field of t-shirts that had been freshly dusted and knew what I had done. Her face contorted into one of wrinkled flesh and the ever recognizable “WHEWW, DAMN!” face that accompanies such powerful gas. She says “oh my god!. Did you do that?. You’re a savage!” Me barely being able to hold my laughter grabbed her hand and led her out of the store. We watched through the gl windows into the store as shoppers, one after another fell prey to the Mexican bandit . Each casting a look of accusation to their fellow cruise ship friends. All and none guilty of my crime. We heard them talking to each other as they left, trying to decide who was the smelly that could commit such a crime. This is CROP DUSTING at it’s finest. If you or your family care to indulge in this crazy sport do so at your own risk. Being caught crop dusting will leave you a reputation that is not easy to shake off. Prime arenas for this game, are Walmart, grocery stores and concerts. The rules are easy…do not get caught! The social experiment that is crop dusting will be a favorite people watching activity and study of the human instinct to blame others for unwanted smells. HAVE FUN AND PLAY STINKY!