Hey! Wait a minute!!!
Tony CAN'T go!!!!!! Who's gonna help me eat weinies after we run boats in the POOL we've been trying to get for, like, EVER?????? Donnie's out (work excuse, again!), Chris' kids should be full ninjas by now (based on number of black-belt tests taken, but might need another one by then!), Dr. Art is a maybe( potential US air travel system, TSA cavity search victim [irony- he's a retired dentist!!]), Gimp Boy Kevin might be a new Dad again, Tim may be addicted to trimming-in-the-tub syndrome (extreme anguish when confronted with "big" water), Bob has this strange need to shoot at stuff while exposed to extreme temperature conditions and the predicted high for the 20th is only 32F (and you wonder why the bowling pins giggle when you step up to the line!), and Keith, I think, had a bad experience with some green bologna served as mid-rats once (severe flashback reactions to "mini-bolognas" when doused in green pickle relish!)
Besides, the way, way, back of your vehicle is still too close for him if he is "gaseous" at all. The Expeditions he gets from work are all junkers when he returns them, as there is no known method to remove the stench from the upholstery, including the vinyl trim!!!!!!!!!!! Would you want that in something your wife may drive????????
"If you ignore the problem long enough, it will go away. Even flooding stops eventually!"