This is dedicated to the ones I love....
For many years, as a den leader and pack-master of Cub Scout Troup 154, I had the pleasure of listening to a nonstop barrage of belching accompanied by the fragrant aroma of farting. I heard endless discussions about who had lost their lunch at lunch and other delicate discussions subjects. It became painfully obvious to me that these items were of actual interest to kids. And is not just a "guy" thing, as I discovered when I became the leader of Girl Scout Troop 2340. The girls can belch with the best of them!
So I dedicate this compendium of crud to all those sweet boys and girls.... and especially to my own children, Alex and Natasha (Tish) Scholnik, who never cease to amaze me with their appetite for knowledge of the bizarre. Thanks also to my husband, Lou, who endured countless gross dinner conversations that sometimes made eating tricky.