We decided to keep count throughout the day and not cheat and try to hold them in. I invited everyone over for lunch to Mama Monkey’s dismay. I am not sure if she was upset about the last minute notice or if it was because I was counting everybody’s farts. Mama Monkey gave us some banana and prune mash—it was great! However, not long afterwards, the boys started farting a lot. Coco Monkey and I were laughing very hard until we started slipping a few out as we were laughing. That mortified us because we are girls and aren’t supposed to fart as much as boys, or so Cappy claimed.
By the end of the day, we were neck and neck, but I am proud to say that the boys had more farts than Coco Monkey and I did. Mama Monkey came out just before everyone went home and said that everyone farts and that boys and girls fart about the same number of times in a day and not to worry about it. This made Coco Monkey and me very happy because then the boys couldn’t say that we were not “ladylike” because farts are normal as long as we weren’t rude about it. After everyone left, I felt the urge to fart again and let out a humungous one and laughed.