Once in position, release the foot allowing the tent to collapse, shooting hot toxic ass gas right into your loved ones face.
Storyteller: I release under the covers, what some may refer to as "Evil"...
Storyteller: I dont even need to smell it.....I could just tell it's gunna be good....
Storyteller: I come to realize that the density is such that it is not making its way out of the sheets.....
Storyteller: To facilitate the situation....with my left foot....I slowly pull the blanket up in the center of the bed...thus pulling in fresh air from the outside....
Storyteller: creating a tent...if you will
Storyteller: right about this time....I make sure that there is a clear fold in the blanket for the escape route for the air....preferably aiming it at the ol lady...
Storyteller: by dropping the raised foot and having a well aimed channel at the ol ladys nose.....I executed the...."?????????"
Storyteller: Behold......"The Rotten Bagpipe"
Audience: that's great.
Audience: I like it
Storyteller: Operation RBP.
Audience: you knew it was a killer
Storyteller: the heat was a give away
Audience: came out hot?
Storyteller: AKA....a "hot popper".