or just the kpmb

last night, i dreamed i was hanging out with my high school friends, and i let out a rip-roaring, earth-shaking fart just as erik's new girlfriend walked in the door. when we were introduced, i said "i'm tom and i know how to make a first impression." then i tried to justify it by saying that if farts were CO2, then i was the united states, but my other friends were at least western europe. this was in my dream.

good thing i never signed the kyoto protocol. the kyoto protocol of my butt.