bytch got on the treadmill beside me and started to lightly power walk. Then she let out a fart. I stopped my treadmill and screamed on her. I mean if you're gonna fart pick a machine where no one else is. I don't want to smell your shyt! She stopped jogging snatched her shyt up and went to the elliptical in the corner. She was already red in the face but I don't care if I embarrassed her. Smelling like dump truck juice. People were looking at me like
. Im sick of that shyt tho. All the equipment in the place and you wanna come beside me and fart. fukk you.