How to deal with awkward silences

And then there was silence. It was like a big silence. A silencey silence of silnenceness. There was no sound. It was quite; distrubingly and unsettlingly so. I wanted to make a noise so I mused and pondered. What sort of noise should I make? Should a make a big noise or a small noise? Should I make a fun noise or a sad noise? Maybe it should be an angry noise or a scary noise? I don't know! Too many decisions! I can't make up my mind at all! I can't decide on a suitable decision. I feel inhibited by the sizable options before me. The silence was ever present and intense. I must break this silence, now! I farted.