That moment when the reek emanating from your dog alerts you that the child didn’t actually eat her broccoli last night.
*This sniglet brought to you by the Celtling and her canine minion of darkness.
This will be a great sequential thread moment if we can get it lined up under “What’s the worst thing that happened to you today?” 
The worst part is, she actually likes broccoli. She just gives it to him because she thinks the flatulence is enormously hilarious.
Well, she’s right.
Yeah, right, dog farts are funny until someone loses a lung or at least their nasal lining.
My old dog, Maggie*, had some of the worst gas ever and she didn’t have to eat broccoli for it. In fact brocclefarts might have been an improvement. Her digestive tract could have been labeled a weapon of mass destruction.
*She is currently farting to her heart’s content in doggie heaven.
equate, noun
The number on the bathroom scale that’s high enough to make you cry out in alarm. :eek:
Plus, this means she can eat all the fartogenic foods she likes and blame it on the dog 