Raiders of the lost fart
by Stevo Abdula
My brother's bowel motion has a weird catalyst: abandoned buildings.
I was with him in a rundown part of London one day, when he spotted an abandoned building.
Immediately he had an overpowering urge to defecate. Before I knew it, he had disappeared into the bowels of the abandoned structure.
I heard the unmistakable sound of flatulence, followed by my brother's uncontrollable laughter.
My brother ran out of the ruins laughing and told me he had left a present for the unsuspecting treasure seeker.
Is there a psychological syndrome for this sort of behaviour?