I'm still not sure whether the Magic Fart-Proof Blanket is a real thing or not. There's nothing in the commercial to make me think it's a joke, but Oh! My! God!
What the blanket manufacturers fail to mention is that it's not the odor drifting up through the blanket and into your loved one's nostrils. It's the fumes trapped inside the blanket that creep over to your partner's side of the bed, like a band of stinky ninjas, and launch the assault from there.
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