How to Describe the Condition of My Latest Poops

As members of the oldest girls bunk at camp, were expected to put on a show. One girl suggested we do a parody of the song rude by the band magic. The line was like, i'm going to let it out anyway, like gas. It felt like an alternate universe where the cool girls talked about poop and everyone followed their lead. After that, the flood gates opened. We jumped around our bunk shouting, why do i have so much gas? Don't you know that i have class? And decided the perfect ending to our cheer would be to make a bunch of obscenely juicy fart noises.