When it comes to fart jokes, I admit I have the sense of humor of an 8-year-old boy. I can’t help it. It probably has something to do with growing up in a neighborhood full of boys and raising two of my own. Fart jokes never disappoint, which is why I wanted to bring this anecdote to your attention about a fancy press dinner on New York’s Upper East Side with Democrat presidential candidate Robert F. Kennedy, Jr.
