And with almost statue like attention, eyes fixed, nostrils flared and ears tuned, the quartet could feel saliva slowly fill the inside of their mouths as they anticipated the rare, moist and lightly salted treasure coming toward them on a platter. The culmination of all their quiet discipline was just a few moments away. Not even a whimper or a grunt would spoil this moment frozen across all time. Then the little red one farted...
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