Jack Vale’s whole act is to annoy an eye roll out of strangers in public places by fake farting around them or talking G-rated Charlie Sheenese to them. On any given day, you can find Jack Vale making a staged fartney in the face of a woman on a scooter in an aisle at Target. That’s his thing. Normally, the fartee responds by laughing and/or throwing Jack a “you cochino ass bitch” look. But shit got serious the other day when the fartee’s old man defended his wife woman by laying two punches into Jack’s face. You know, farts are always funny to me. Even fake ones. What’s as equally as funny to me is a hillbilly Santa Claus jumping up from his motorized sleigh to whoop a trick with pepaw fists of fury! It’s a win/win.
This is also a win because ole’ dude magically jumps up from his scooter and starts walking. It’s a miracle, pa! It’s a miracle, pa! Who ever said farts don’t do miracles was telling lies.