Memorable Farts......yours or by others.

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briantrumpet

Legendary Member
Location
Devon & Die
The problem with farts is that they expand till they fill the known universe.

Perhaps the first experiments by Mr Boyle were on his farts.

The relationship between pressure and volume was first noted by Richard Towneley and Henry Power in the 17th century.[5][6] Robert Boyle confirmed their discovery through experiments and published the results.[7] According to Robert Gunther and other authorities, it was Boyle's assistant, Robert Hooke, who built the experimental apparatus. Boyle's law is based on experiments with air, which he considered to be a fluid of particles at rest in between small invisible springs.

"Yeah, 'air', right, Mr Boyle?"

I suppose it made a change from trying to light them.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boyle's_law
 

Ming the Merciless

There is no mercy
Photo Winner
Location
Inside my skull
Perhaps the first experiments by Mr Boyle were on his farts.



"Yeah, 'air', right, Mr Boyle?"

I suppose it made a change from trying to light them.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boyle's_law

Plus of course

Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle, which states that it is impossible to precisely know both the position and momentum of a fart simultaneously.
 

oxoman

Senior Member
Managed to clear an aisle whilst shopping at Sainsbury's with the wife, luckily it was the silent but deadly type. A young mum was checking her youngsters nappy as we made our escape. Wife threatened to leave me to finish the shopping alone if i did it again.
Also youngest son let rip as he was christened by the vicar many years ago. Hasn't been mentioned to many times as holding it for a more suitable time.
 

Gunk

Guru
Location
Oxford
A mate who had bad guts on our annual Alps trip reckoned there was such a thing as HAGE - High Altitude Guff Explosion. Strangely it only seemed to affect him.

Sorry, I just don’t get the puerile humour.
 

captain nemo1701

Space cadet. Deck 42 Main Engineering.
Location
Bristol
Went to the races many years ago. Got absolutely and utterly hammered. Sat on the front of the bus, next to the pole behind the driver, and was clinging for dear life to it (pole, not driver) and I think mumbling to myself. Still managed to fall on the floor a few times and I don't think it amused the other passengers. After a few minutes, someone farted and it absolutely stunk the bus out and I'm surprised it didn't crack the windows and melt the seats. It actually genuinely wasn't me, but when I looked round I was getting proper death stares from everyone.

Took the bus into work one day as the bike was in the workshop. Sat on the top deck when a scruffy bloke comes up and sits two seats behind me. Within a minute, I was suddenly aware of an acrid poopy pong wafting over me. Others were looking around with that 'Who the heck dropped that one?' look on their faces. Anyway, several stops later and the top deck smelled like an overflowing portaloo at Glasto festival. People were going downstairs to escape the stench. I followed them as it was only two more stops for me. The lower deck was rammed and the stink was starting to waft down the stairs. Luckily, my stop came and just about the whole bus emptied, including Mr Stinky and I noted people giving him a wide berth outside. To this day I'll never know if it was just a potent guff or something more substantial. But I was oddly impressed that one man could clear the top deck of the no.49.
 
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