on a beautifully peaceful late afternoon with long shadows and the world in peace with the only sounds being the quiet munching of fodder by 3 boys and a female with calf camel I owned - in a small enclosure for the night - I sat on the rails with a beautiful woman and we enjoyed the whole scene
then, the calf farted
it frightened the hell out of itself and it jumped and ran a bit - the others caught onto this sudden panic and within a second or so the entire scene had turned into a camel disaster with beasts running madly from one end of the corral to the other - displacing the loving humans sitting so romantically on the rails
last I saw of my beautiful lady was legs in the air and arse pointing to heaven as she went over backwards
I shan't speak the words that she screamed on the way down
poop rides on a fair wind is the saying ------------ and, it's true
