Uranus,

Apparantly you know quite a lot. No sarcasm here. Seriously, why don't you put your knowledge togethor and write a few stories and post it in sajha. Let me start you off:

Everything had been going great at my best friends birthday untill my date started to have severe stomach issues. Thanks to the spicy asian food, her bile juices churned up the tikka masala emanating a pungent smell out of her rear orifice to everyone's agony. Here I had brought this model to the party, and right in front of all of my friends, she let out one so loud it would have put some of the dirtiest Vikram tempo's in Kathmandu to shame. A ten year old at the party had looked at my model date and yelled, "You are incorrigible!" That was enough for me. I  hurriedly mumbled an excuse and ushered Ms Model to my Kawasaki parked outside. I accelerated my newly purchased Kawasaki against the autumn breeze which  increasingly became cold as I rode towards Jawalakhel.