Long winded story

Life was different when I was dry. No hassle, no anxiety, no jostling neighbours. But not much of a life really. I needed to make something of my life and bring some fizz into things.

They made me swim. I was new to swimming. I got wet, I got hungry. I needed something sweet for energy. When I tasted the sweet liquid, I couldn't get enough.

And then it started, I farted. I farted and farted. Life was dull no more.

POP! Fart bubbles headed upwards to explode in the air.

I had made something of my life. Champagne. Cheers!