Crop dusting people at the gym. I love days when I'm having rancid protein farts because that means I get to fuck with people at the gym. I'll just wait for a good one to build up in between sets and then stroll past a line of treadmills and unleash a putrid wave of protein filled dung puppy breath. By the time the first whiffs reach the noses of all the fatties bouncing around on the treadmills like manatees dropped from an airplane I am on the otherside of the room waiting with glee. There is nothing better than the horror on their faces as they gag and choke from the smell of my boiling ass beef.