Tiga chan?

Taiga's anus produced a wretched gas. Ancient, silent and invisible, it blew from a gaping crevasse, fouling the entire house, as if an ancient curse had blown in through a door left ajar, a spirit possessed of malevolence, inspiring fear and panic amongst every inhabitant of my dear abode, even the dead baby pig that had become trapped underneath the furnace. Squealing, the corpse flew from my house, leaving a trail of guts and offal. Even that smell was enveloped and eaten by what she'd let escape from her body. Yet, I sat still, with a strange smile on my face.
I have no idea, how should i feel..

Pleased
bemused
aroused