The other day, me and C were out on the streets trying to find the minibus to Mong Kok from our neighborhood, when a man walked by and let a loud one rip.
“Did he just…???” I asked with a shocked expression.
“Yep,” said C, matter-of-factly.
I see… and that wasn’t the only time it’s happened. It seems that in HK, it’s perfectly alright to let your natural gases escape when and where they appear, perhaps since the air quality is so bad anyway (?). I mean, who would notice right? Clouded with exhaust fumes, the smell of frying oil and gasoline, fart smells should naturally blend right in.
Now if only they would work on their sounds…