It’s very important to point out that I am not positive anyone in this scene farted. Perhaps LeBron James and Jimmy Butler were just wiping off their sweat in unison and the prevailing smell was that of strawberries and cream.
I certainly don’t want to imply that the gentleman with expensive seats was the offending party. That would just be unfair. All I know is that he appears to be having a grand time.
On the other hand, don’t you want the smelly narrative to be true?
You know, they told me my journalism degree would be worthless. But here I am blogging about a fart that may or may not have happened. So who’s laughing now?