You guys ever get home after a long day out at McDonald's as a customer and just start farting an obnoxious amount, the farts just keep coming and coming, so you spank your ass and say "naughty boy, stop farting you naughty little fart box" and this gets you a little horny. The room smells pungent, half the volume is methane and you just feel like such a naughty horny boy that you keep spanking your ass. Teaching that naughty little fart ass a lesson, but then you get really horny and start farting and beating off at the same time and you realize your dog died from the farts and you don't have much time left before they take your life too so you start whacking it faster and faster but the anxiety of trying to finish ruins the whole thing and you go soft and cry yourself to sleep, not because of the dog though because you never really liked it in the first place?