Post whatever you want to confess.

This past weekend, I had several, several IPAs after donating blood. Yes, I am a responsible person. The next morning, I was feeling surprisingly good and ventured down to my local deli to procure a bacon egg and cheese on a roll. I lock my apartment door and proceed to um, expel gas.

A few minutes later, as I returned with my sandwich, my neighbor was accusing her teenage daughter of smoking weed, because the hallway reeked like it. I heard three hours of screaming, crying and accusations.

My extra hoppy farts got my neighbor grounded for a month.