A young man displaying gas distress walks past an open
industrial garage, and an inventor inside yells out to him: “Pardon me, but do
you have gas distress?” And the young man says: “Yes, I just ate a big pile of
beans.” And the inventor says: “That’s perfect! I’ve just invented a hovercraft
that runs on farts: please come and help me test it! I’ll give you half of the
profits!” So the young man goes into the garage to help the inventor, and then he comes zooming out of the garage door flying a hovercraft. Then the
announcer says: “Someday, maybe having gas distress will be a good thing; but
until that day, there’s Gas-X.”
