I farted. I took a cute girl out to dinner. Everything was going great. Afterwards we went out for ice cream. For some reason, it didn’t sit right in my stomach. As our night was ending, we started walking toward my car to take her home. I parked about a block away from the ice cream parlor. As we’re walking she reached over and held my hand. I was very cute. Everything was perfect... until the curb. As soon as I stepped off the curb, I felt my stomach rumble and out came the gas. It wasn’t loud, but damn was it lethal! It was so bad that she cringed and said “Wow, do you smell that!?” I embarrassingly replied, “must be a skunk around here or something.” I could not get the smell to go away!! Even as we got into the car and drove home, we could both smell the rotting stench from by backside. We drove to her apartment, said our goodbyes and off she went. I never called her and she never called me.

tl:dr - I took a girl out, ate ice cream, farted, and couldn’t get the smell to go away.