No doubt! My wife gets pissed at me. We both like the fan blowing on us when we sleep. The fan is on my side of the bed and blows across the bed, meaning everything on my side of the bed gets blown to her side. She knows too! I'll pinch off an SBD. You know, the kind that is "warm" and you just know it's going to funk up the room. And I can't stop giggling, my body will start to shake the bed even though I'm being quiet. She knows...she knows what's coming! Next thing you know: "Oh, baby! That's disgusting, it smells like foul milk!" I'm surprised no one has mentioned the walking fart, or rather, the supermarket fart. When you have a lot of combustion built up, but if all released at once, it would surely draw attention. So you look for the isle where no one is, then proceed to expel a little tester while walking. And then every step down the isle is "brrrmp, brrmp, brrrmp" until you get to the end of the isle. Then quickly go two isles over, so that when others walk into your fart and start looking around to see who did it, you are no where in sight!
Squeakers general have no power to the punch. So, like the opening of a jellyfish in open water, you must open your sphincter in such a way as to let gas out and not the juice. My goal in life is to kill Jihadist without soiling my pants. I want to be the James Bond (fat version) of “fart to kill.†Movies To Star In: “For your gas only†“Dr. No Gas†“Goldfinger Stops Gas†“The man with the Golden Gas†“A view to a kill, Gas Style!†Well, that all the Bond themes I can remember. I still say, get fat and you’ll keep your head! D
I wonder if ballet dancers use a rear wind blast to propell into the air. They are pretty light and wouldn't require much thrust. On the other hand imagine the kind of nuclear power required by shaq before he goes up for a dunk. No wonder no one likes covering him.
I guess it could be; but whats the point. With all that extra room; the goal is more, not less. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0UyrTx3u6Yw Video related! All of these guys are patriots!
What about many multiple farts exploding like an automatic weapon. You could spray them over a wide area. But BD if you master the ability to shoot all gas and no wet stuff....I salute you! Your butt would be the 007 of butts. Licensed to kill!
Here is the point men; I am trying to see if I can hold some lethal fart WMD for 16 hours without leaking. I think this will give me enough time to board a plane and fly over to happy world and fart over the bad guy’s. I think it would only be 16 hours from Miami?
Even Michael moore is a patriot sometimes! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E4eGFvt3PwI&mode=related&search= more! Some farts are so good they deserve an applause! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wtnW-6hbwsM&mode=related&search=
Just make sure you aren't just carrying an unleathel load of laughing gas like this girl: laughing gas
I also wonder. Airlines dump the waste during flights right? shouldn't it be official policy (even if its out of the way) to dump it over terrorist areas. Seems like enough WMD dropping out of passenger planes might scare (er, smell) em straight
Or how about the Spleen from Mystery men? (If I found the right name??) He had some super powers like Doug
The dude who could throw his farts across the room? My hero! [the Spleen is shot in the rear] The Spleen: I CAN'T FEEL MY ASS. I CAN'T FEEL MY ASS. Invisible Boy: Does your power still work? The Spleen: Uh-oh, weapons check. Pull my fingers. [Invisible Boy pulls. Spleen lets loose a wind of gas, wiping out an entire gang] The Spleen: It'll do.
You can have a lot of fun with one of these! My wife bought me one from "Spencers" last year for Christmas. Fun to hide behind the sofa cushions when someone comes over to visit. When they have a seat, press the button. Also fun at restaurants. Place in your coat pocket and hang your coat up next to where people walk, or place in a chair a little away from your table and when someone walks by, press the button.
What you are describing is affectionately known in the restaurant trade as "Crop Dusting." Hah! Just came across this (how I spend my time...) - I thought we of the hallowed culinary scene had coined the term. Apparently not: Lingua Flatus
Totally reminds me of this. Me and my gf were eating out at a Thai restaurant one time; family of 4 was sitting in the table next to us. When they got up; the guy let out a huge fart (right at us) and just walked away. Luckily it was on her side of the table. I can never eat Thai food again; I always end up thinking about that
LMAO! That's much more descriptive. A crop duster Some hilarious descriptions there. Some of them hit home more often then I'd like to admit!