The sound and the fury

I haven't read it, I don't like Faulkner, but if I had to guess, I think it might be about baby farts, which are so disproportionately loud and long to their small size that I sometimes think it's sound effects being piped in from elsewhere. All I know is that after Lenny sharts herself, she becomes impossibly relaxed.

Same with when she projectile vomits cheese all over the place. She has chunks of stuff all over her, but still manages to put on "Who, me?" face. I guess that's what happens when you treat boobs like all-you-can-eat buffets. Of course, with her stomach now empty, after she gets cleaned off she immediately puts on her hungry face and starts turning her head, mouth open, searching for the nipple that is certain to be there. Lather, rinse, repeat...

For the record, I have been directly puked on once, narrowly avoided a four-projection mega-puke, peed on twice (by a girl, for the love of Pete!), but I have not yet been pooped on. I am crossing my fingers.