When my mother's uncle was studying Veterinary Medicine at Ohio State back sometime before WWII, the guys used to entertain themselves by lighting their own farts.
It's nice to know that some traditions never change.
When my mother's uncle was studying Veterinary Medicine at Ohio State back sometime before WWII, the guys used to entertain themselves by lighting their own farts.
It's nice to know that some traditions never change.
If you go to the Mythbusters website, there is video somewhere of Adam Savage doing fart ignition experiments.
Yes he managed to singe something and no, it wasn't his eyebrows.
So there really is a website for everything.
Good thing no one stood over tonight...I had chili with cheese and beans for my birthday dinner, and well...you figure out the rest. LOL!
Apparently only a certain % of people have enough methane in their intestinal gas to create a blue flame when lighting their farts. People who have done this are considered members of "The Royal Order of the Blue Flame".
I don't know if he's a member of any club or anything, but I'll definitely be calling my brother "Blue Flame" from now on. Lol
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"Do mind the pedestrian, Richard." - Hyacinth Bucket
The man: "There's a thread on there about FARTS?"
Me: "Yes."
Him: "You all need to get out more" (this after he lets go one of his toxic waste-caliber farts. I thought the CATS were bad!).
We went to my brother-in-law's engagement party this weekend. My mother-in-law, the sweetest, cutest, kindest little Italian grandma-ish woman, has been experiencing gastric problems, and is undergoing tests for it. So we're at the brunch party, hanging out with the crowd, and the room quiets down for the toasts to the happy couple. The room is extremely silent, they make the toast, and my poor MIL let's rip a huuuuuuuuuuuuuge fart! The poor thing was so embarrassed! My husband didn't help matters... he was laughing so hard he was crying! Everyone kindly blew it off (no pun intended), but I felt so bad for her!
Shotgun farts? We have a winner!!
Cindyt didn't want to sit in her own pew (p.u.) at church, so she gave that woman the stink eye.
"What if the Hokey Pokey is what it's really all about?" Jimmy Buffett
I remember my cousins getting into trouble for lighting their farts and melting those lovely polyester dress pants of the 1970s. Tim and Scott were about 11 and 9, respectively.
"What if the Hokey Pokey is what it's really all about?" Jimmy Buffett
OMG this made me almost fall off the chair laughing. I saw it on my Facebook timeline today:
Do you fart in bed ?
If this story doesn't make you cry for laughing so hard, let me know and I’ll pray for you. This is a story about a couple who had been happily married for years, the only friction in their marriage was the husband’s habit of farting loudly every morning when he awoke the noise would wake his wife and the smell would make her eyes water and make her gasp for air.
Every morning she would plead with him to stop ripping them off because it was making her sick. He told her he couldn't stop it and that it was perfectly natural. She told him to see a doctor, she was concerned that one day he would blow his guts out. The years went by and he continued to rip them out.
Then one Christmas day morning, as she was preparing the turkey for dinner and he was upstairs sound asleep, she looked at the innards, neck, gizzard, liver and all the spare parts, and a malicious thought came to her. She took the bowl and went upstairs where her husband was sound asleep and, gently pulling the bed covers back, she pulled back the elastic waistband of his underpants and emptied the bowl of turkey guts into his shorts.
Sometime later she heard her husband waken with his usual trumpeting which was followed by a blood curdling scream and the sound of frantic footsteps as he ran into the bath room. The wife could hardly control herself as she rolled on the floor laughing, tears in her eyes! After years of torture she reckoned she had got him back pretty good. About twenty minutes later, her husband came downstairs in his blood stained underpants with a look of horror on his face. She bit her lip as she asked him what was the matter.
He said, “Honey you were right… all these years you have warned me and I didn't listen to you.”
“What do you mean?” asked his wife.
“Well, you always told me that one day I would end up farting my guts out, and today it finally happened, but by the grace of god, some Vaseline and two fingers. I think I got most of them back in…….............….."
Boys are dumb - all of them - but sometimes us girly-girls can get them back...
One night I crawled into bed before the hubby did. He was getting ready for bed, and for my good fortune, he left his stinky farts behind in the bathroom. Now he doesn't always leave them behind, he likes to share them with me...he makes me proud (sarcasm). Can we say dutch-oven everyone...sigh.
This particular night I felt a good one coming on, just before he stepped into the bedroom. So I tented my knees under the covers and let 'er rip. When he walked up to the bed and lifted the covers, I dropped my knees and the covers pushed my fart directly into his face...LOL...OMG I still laugh until I cry about that one and he still gags. PRICELESS. He was so proud!!!
Fart filter underwear. http://www.cnn.com/2013/11/22/tech/i...13shreddies11p
Last edited by cindyt; 11-23-2013 at 03:42 AM.
Wait...only married people fart?