Story time.

My cousin was a kid in the late 80s/early 90s. She went to church with our grandma one time, and during one of the silent "Let's think about Jesus" moments, the old man sitting next to them farted.

My cousin leaned over to grandma and whispered, "Grandma, that man just farted."

One thing to note about my grandma is that she has always hated the word "fart". She thinks it's a very impolite word. She prefers "fluff". So grandma leans in to whisper back to my cousin, "No, he fluffed."

My cousin, never one to be corrected, especially where farts are concerned, insisted, "Grandma, no, he farted."

Grandma once again tries to softly correct her, "No sweetie, he fluffed."

My cousin then jumped up in the middle of the silent church and yelled "Grandma, that man just big ol' farted!"

My grandma says she almost died of embarrassment right at that moment lol.