Oh damn that moment after yoga during cool down, when everyone was ultra quiet and there was this girl who had to fart, so she tried do make a shuffling movement with her legs on the mat to cover it up, but it was a very loud fart. The old yoga teacher said with his rusty voice: "bless you". I was dying. I couldn't stop. I quietly laughed on the inside so hard, tears were streaming down my face, 2 minutes passed, 5 minutes passed, I constantly had ideas on stupid comments that I could make, funny comments my friends would make. My insides hurt from silent, suffocating laughter. Torture, just torture. When the cool down was over I ran to the toilet and laughed it out.