I'm on opiates for a bursa and the classic and deeply classy side-effect of constipation and gas is in full fetid flower.
I went for a ride to shift it and shifted nothing. I got home after 24 minutes and as I stepped away from the bike I bellowed a fart so pure and deep it warped space-time.
I had to wait two minutes for it to clear lest I track it in on entry.
Gassy daddy---it's decidedly not a gas.