A fart that gets trapped in either bedding or clothing and much later when the farter moves, the rancid ghost of last night’s dinner is unleashed having “lingered”, thusly olafactory senses are offended by the cranberry fart.
Sister: OMG! Did you just fart?
Brother: I sure did but that was 5 minutes ago.
Sister: (heaves) oh gross! You cranberry farted! Did you have to let it linger?
Brother: (smiling) no, but I love that it finally got you.
When you start seeing the same celebrity in everything and you're wishing for content without them for a change. Much like trying to buy juice from the grocery store without cranberry mixed in.
Wait, you're telling me there's going to be a new sitcom with Tina Fey and Snoop Dogg? Think I'll pass. I'm not thirsty for that cranberry juice.