During a huge performance in front of a packed house, the first-chair violinist smelled something aweful coming from the second-chair violinist's direction. "Did you fart?" he quietly whispered. Without missing a note, the second-chair violinist shook his head and continued on. After a few more minutes the smell got worse. The first-chair violinist asked again, "Did you fart?" And again he shook his head and continued playing. The smell now got much worse and again he asked, only much louder, "God almight, did you fart?" This time the second-chair violinist turned slightly in his direction and said, "No. I shit my pants."