Leopold Bloom does a fart walk through Dublin at the end of the Sirens chapter in James Joyce’s Ulysses.
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Prrprr.
Must be the bur.
Fff. Oo. Rrpr.
Nations of the earth. No-one behind. She’s passed. Then and not till then. Tram. Kran, kran, kran. Good oppor. Coming. Krandlkrankran. I’m sure it’s the burgund. Yes. One, two. Let my epitaph be. Karaaaaaaa. Written. I have.
Pprrpffrrppfff.
Done.
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A century plus later modern science informs us that an evening fart walk should be part of our health regime. And not only that.
There are alternatives to fart walks as well. As long as the physical activity is vigorous enough but not too vigorous, it can suffice. So, fart texting, for example, probably doesn’t move enough of your body around enough. But fart cycling (as long as it is not too vigorous), fart yoga, fart squats, fart lunges or fart marching could do the trick.