We haven’t had a Sunday Brooklyn Missed Connection related to flatulence in a long time. Today’s concerns that always interesting event one might call Fartus G Trainus. Here it is, short, uh, sweet and to the fragrant point:

you smelt it and RAN… – m4w – 23 (Gtrain 8am)

i sat across from you this morning playing on my crackberry and you started to cover your nose…then bolted to the other end of the car as the smell enveloped the area…i was going to ask if that was you…:)

So, who cut the G Cheese?