I had a run in from the human version of Rusty the horse from that one Seinfeld episode.
I was at the Post Office and standing in a long *** line. The dude in front of me must have had the worst case of mexican food that day or the previous.
He kept farting every 30 seconds. By the time he reached the front we were all at least 7 to 10 feet away from him.
I so badly wanted to say Rusty and I know my face was doing a Kramer.
Sorry had to share that horrible experience, it took a good hour to get his smell from my nostrils.
