The crowd held its collective breath, apparently waiting for the blows to start raining down, but Ryan just stepped forward himself, coming to stand w...thin an inch of the taller guy, a menacing scowl on his face. Both Damon and the other guys stepped forward as well, and a fight seemed inevitable."Bugger!" Siara groaned."What's going on?" Stacey asked."I don't know, but he always gets into situations like these," Siara sighed. "He always refuses to back down, even over the smallest bloody. She looked down to realize that it was not only a fart but she had actually leaked a little feciese. the teacher , very discusted, sent her to the office. once she was out of the room she called the office to tell her of the perdicament.once the office atendant got off the phone with the teacher, she asked the janitor to go to the nurses office and tell her to come to the office to help a student in need. i walked out of the room knowing what was going on and pretended to go twards the. The ladies all went inside carrying paint buckets, old sheets, and other painting items.Dad and I tackled the garage. Leaving the door open had helped the smell factor considerably. The odor from the car was gone and the odor from the Davidsons' bodies was diminished. Dad pulled a mask over his mouth and nose after dipping it in mouthwash and went in, opened the door, and shifted the gear lever into "N." Outside, he took off the mask, "Whew! That helped but it was still bad." He exclaimed.I. " Tom, get a hold of yourself!"Tom reluctantly released the body of Tricia. "What about him... her... it?"The mouth of the alien vainly tried to form words and fell flat on its face - breaking the Clinton mask."Tricia, lacks the intellectual power to operate my body, even with her own mind she was lucky to make correct change. We have evolved so far beyond the pathetic human race that to even speak or operate the complex mechanism that is our bodies takes more intellect that most humans could.