You run out of the house, but as soon as you start moving, you can't keep you ass muscles clenched.  As a result, you fart loudly as you run out through the house, and you continue to pass gas half the way back home.

    You consider going back and apologizing, but you're too afraid to show your face in Katie's house again.

    Damn.

    Your one time inside Katie's house, and you blow it like that.

    You walk back to Poppy's house, and enter the kitchen.

    Somebody's cooking a giant vat of beans on the stove.

    You grab two oven mits and take the entire vat plus a big-ass spoon, and head down to the basement to drown your sorrows in beans.

    ...

    Meanwhile, back upstairs...

    "My-- my beans?  Where's my beans?"

    Poppy is convinced he's getting alzheimer's.
 

The End
 
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