True story. Mom and Dad get home one Saturday from the weekly grocery shopping. Mom storms in the house, in tears and furious. Dad follows, apologizing between giggles. No groceries to unload from the car.

They were in the produce section. Mom (a short little whisp of a woman back then)was bent over a counter, having to make a long reach to pick up some piece of produce to examine it. Daddy was standing at her side gazing around the store. Daddy was as proud of his farts as a hillbilly man can be - if he couldn't contain it, might as well enjoy it. He let rip a big one. Mom, startled, jerked upright as heads throughout the produce section turned toward the remarkable sound.

Daddy pointed at Mom.