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Before we begin, let us hoist up the tenor of things by reading -- with snifters brandished -- a passage from Geoffrey Chaucer's The Canterbury Tales ...
The Summoner's Tale
lines 480-491: Thomas farts thunderously in the friar's hand
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480 |
"A!" thoghte this frere, "That shal go with me!" |
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And doun his hand he launcheth to the clifte, |
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In hope for to fynde there a yifte. |
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And whan this sike man felte this frere |
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Aboute his tuwel grope there and heere, |
485 |
Amydde his hand he leet the frere a fart, |
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Ther nys no capul, drawynge in a cart, |
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That myghte have lete a fart of swich a soun. |
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The frere up stirte as dooth a wood leoun, - |
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"A! false cherl," quod he, "for Goddes bones! |
490 |
This hastow for despit doon for the nones. |
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Thou shalt abye this fart, if that I may!" |
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480 |
"Ah," thought the friar, "this shall go with me!" |
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And down he thrust his hand right to the cleft, |
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In hope that he should find there some good gift. |
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And when the sick man felt the friar here |
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Groping about his hole and all his rear, |
485 |
Into his hand he let the friar a fart. |
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There is no stallion drawing loaded cart |
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That might have let a fart of such a sound. |
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The friar leaped up as with wild lion's bound: |
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"Ah, treacherous churl," he cried, "by God's own bones, |
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I'll see that he who scorns me thus atones; |
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You'll suffer for this fart- I'll find a way!" |
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(HT: Librarius.com)
With that intellectual foundation established and with those auguries of what's to come, here's some video and audio of Padres manager Bud Black quite possibly ripping wild thunderclap-vapors as though poised astride an airport urinal ...
In some cultures, that's considered the proper way for a gentleman to announce himself. As for Bud Black, he's at his place of business; thus, so, ergo and therefore, he is handling his business.
(Wink of CBS eye: Deadspin)