A Very Short Story Follow einer Story

A short time back I needed to go drop the kids off at the pool and finish off some important paper work, as I was working in the center cubicle the Gentleman from the Eastside released a blast from dinners past that rumbled the paint off the walls, soon after that Gentleman from the westside exclaimed "oh!! that's just my size, speak to me ol toothless one."" to which the Gentleman from the Eastside promptly replied " well my kind Sir, it sounds like you have a tiny banana", to which the guy washing his hands at the at the sink interjected, "size is not the issue at the moment, I just want to know how the hell you knew he had no teeth?"