I was sitting in my recliner tonight with my girlfriend and another friend of mine, both of which were females and are both aware of my twisted sense of humor. I leaned my leg up to unleash a heinous and direct gaseous attack upon them and suddenly felt like my old arch nemesis "The Shart" had crept up behind me again, but I wasn't certain at this point. I laughed about the fart and announced I had sharted myself in the process, to which both females broke out into laughter and asked of my sincerity...I sprang to my feet with cat like quickness and ran quickly out of the room with my hand held tightly to my ass. I heard them laughing and asking each other if they thought I really did shart myself. They had no idea of just how deeply I can take a joke however... I noticed a blue cleaning bucket sitting beside the bathtub and the thought hit me like a ton of bricks. I grinned like the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland... I came running back into the living