was that a whoopee cushion

was that a whoopee cushion?
I tried to blame it on the dog, even though I lifted two inches.
No one believed me, because I am gassier than all of the others.
No one likes to eat beans as much as I do.
Kidney bean salad, chili bean soup, refried beans on chips
pork and beans, baked beans, lima beans, pinto beans.
I never met a bean I did not like
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