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My flatulence was putting a serious strain on the relationship with my girlfriend. Romantic dinner, movie-goings, and even picnics were turned into foul smelling disaster dates. In the years prior, I spent countless classroom hours mastering the delicate hushed whisper. But the whiffs of gastric murmurs remained untamable. These silent horrors became an embarrassing nuisance this last Thanksgiving at my girlfriend's parents' house. A lovely prepared dinner of turkey, stuffing, and cranberry sauce turned into an unwanted egg-over-easy menace. And as the conversation lulled into a cloud of unspeakable wrench, her father gave me look of painful disapproval. My relationship was doomed. This Christmas, I received a life-changing gift, Subtle Butt, from none other than my girlfriend's father. That was not a look of condemnation at Thanksgiving dinner--it was a look of heartbreaking recognition. Has he battled this same war? Did he surrender to the clouds of stink, or did he find a token of absolution. Was Subtle Butt our Holy Grail? Indeed it was. No longer am I the victim to my own pernicious digestion, but the master of these ocean winds.