He tried to hold his ground as the pressure started
mounting. Work was getting hectic leaving him not much personal
time. With all the stress piling up, he wouldn’t have lasted any longer. He
tried distracting himself by sipping coffee at regular intervals. The numbers
started rolling down, 3-2. As the number rolled one he couldn’t take it
anymore. He took a deep breath and left behind a melodious elevator fart.
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