As we drive along, I release a series of audible emissions, much to the chagrin of my husband, who remains steadfast at the wheel, inhaling the fragrant cloud with a resolute chest. My stomach feels taut, as if it could burst at any moment. Soon, we shall pull over, and I shall finally relieve myself. Ah, the sweet sensation of release! Just look at the prodigious result. Indeed, the cold weather seems to invigorate my bowels, and the great outdoors serves as the perfect setting for this natural function.