TOTD to whichever guy farted on my commute in to work the other day. I got the last seat in the back (a middle seat), and just prior to engine start (packs off) one these dudes lets a SBD (silent bet deadly) rip. Gasping for air, I turned the over head air nozzle to the full open position, hoping some, any amount of air would blow out and relieve me of my suffering. It was of no avail, I squirmed in agony, eyes watering, nostrils burning, heart pounding, skin perspiring, I began to take short breaths until the end of the engine start sequence allowing the joy of recirculating air to flow once again.
The End.