Mad Hatter had a big stomach ache. He had so much gas in him. "Oh...!" he moaned. Soon, Alice came in.
"Hi, Alith!" he lisped, painfully.
"Hi, Shabby Old Man. What are you doing?" Alice asked.
"My stomach hurtth!" he moaned.
"Oh, well you probably just have gas because you're old."
Mad Hatter's face got red with embarrassment. "No I don't!" he yelled. But just as he said it, it was too late. Mad Hatter let out a huge, gurgling fart that filled the air with odor.
"See, I told you?" Alice said, and she walked off.
Mad Hatter just sat there, full of embarrassment. Suddenly, another fart snuck out. He realized that when he farted, it made his stomach feel better. So he farted again. Then again, and again. He farted for a long, long time.
