OK, I snuck one out at church on Saturday. I thought it wasn't gonna stink, but it did. I can usually tell if I'm gonna let out a stinker because my arse gets warm before firing. This one was a stealth stinker. Didn't have the usual rotten egg or vegetable smell, it was more like the cross between burnt rubber and frozen dog poop.
I was in between the keyboard player and drummer. I was careful not to look at either one, because if I did, I would have busted out laughing and would have been caught. Luckily I was behind the vocalists, or my wife would have probably seen the smirk on my face and busted me.
Sometimes it's funny to cut one when you are with others who are not likely to call you on it. The other musicians were so polite and kind that they wouldn't be the type to make a fuss about something like that, let alone call out the offender on it. It just makes the whole situation funnier. I was dying of laughter on the inside, but I used every last inch of my ability not used for playing bass to keep a straight face and not lose it during the service.
And yes, I was thinking of this thread when it happened.