Rootin' tootin'

I was watching some anime from a friend's computer the other day. I wore his headphones and had my eyes glued to the monitor while he lazed around and read a book on the living room floor nearby. In the middle of a non-crucial scene, I thought I heard from beyond the speakers, what faintly sounded like someone stepping on a duck. I was going to ignore it when my friend blurted out an "Excuse me!" I removed the headphones and turned to him.

"Huh?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that..."
"...Oh! Naaah man. You my brutha, I'm your sista. We cool, we cool!"
"Haha, ok."

Dude, no-one ever means to break wind in front of other people but you can't exactly subsitute it with anything else. Even a 'perfect' guy like Jon Jonsson can bring this topic up in his blog. It's apparently taboo, but come on. I respect anyone who has the audacity to be human. (Unlike myself, whom only ever had the guts to do it once in front of my then-boyfriend of nine months, after which he looked up into the heavens and cried out a rapturous "Thank You!") Besides, my friend had let off a teeny inconsequential parp. If it was a thunderous cheek-flapper with enough potency to choke a camel, then it might have been a different case altogether.