No, but I wouldn't really want the Klondike Bar anyway. If I was going to have an ice cream sort of treat, it would be either Edy's mint chocolate chip slathered in Hershey's Syrup, Ben and Jerry's chocolate fudge brownie slathered in my grandmother's chocolate sauce, or Forbidden Chocolate from Friendly's with gummy bears and Snickers toppings. I've discovering that although the emissions from others are particularly noxious, I don't really mind the smell of my own gas. Of course, this doesn't hold true ALL of the time, but if I haven't eaten anything too upsetting to my gastrointestinal workings, I probably will not fall down in a faint if I catch a whiff of my odors. And sometimes they make funny noises.
Fighting is bad.
People shouldn't fight. It's very bad. Well gee, I think my own infrequently updated, rarely racy, highly un-fun cam is much more of an audience draw. I sell it all and upgrade my computer. Oh come now, we just can't change it to anything that deviates from the original.