Dirty Harold's Salute!

Hey Duds. There are few people on this world that deserve my attention. Even lesser people that deserve to be talked about. This is one of those few...

  I award the prestigious "Dirty Harold Salute" to the guy on the train, who I thought for several stops, was homeless. I put him on the official "Crop Dusting All Star List".  That's harder to make than my "Favorite Greg's List" and shorter than Sum41's Greatest Hits. But ya did it!
  You receive special recognition for wandering up and down the train carts for hours whenever ya needed to rip or release a gas bump. This is purely based on a performances aspect.
  I'm not talking about the power, smell, or sound of yer emissions. Not even the amount of times ya did it. I'm in awe to yer commitment in pretending "you lost yer wallet". Because of yer brilliance, you were able to linger the aisles without detection. (Other than acknowledgment from a fellow thespian.)
  I don't know if ya ever did find your wallet or it was a friggin hoax! Check yer pants either way. Ya might find more than ya bargained for. HAh!

Congrats and keep up the good work to the guy on the train; a true "Crop Dusting All Star".

 -D. H