A while ago, I wrote a blog about stop pooting and save the world, but tonight I found out that it isn’t kangaroo farts, but the ocean. I had wondered who this job fell to? Would you call them a sniffologist? Can you imagine having that job? Running behind cows and kangaroos with a jar to capture the farts? Now I watched the weather channel and they had this interesting show. The methane is coming from the bottom of the sea bed. Well, the way we have been screwing with the floor, drilling for oil, Japan and so forth it’s no wonder. They said with the proper amount in the air that had been released, a lightening strike could set the air on fire. Hummm… I think I would move away from the ocean, but if it’s going to set the air on fire, I guess it doesn’t matter where you live. Ya think we should go under ground? But the elite have all their stuff underground and I don’t think they want to share with us. All the grass, trees, animals and people on the surface would die. I wonder how long they would stay underground. Until things grew back? Oh, I forgot about them having seeds for everything in the vault. I wonder how many types of pot seeds they have in there? Cocoa plants? Poppy seeds? A lot of people say that the Rh- will be taken underground. I say… Wait! I haven’t gotten my ticket yet!