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

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fossyant

Ride It Like You Stole It!
Location
South Manchester
Watch there is no follow through, some of us are old enough to be wary !
 

presta

Legendary Member
I dropped a particularly ripe one in the library once. A guy came bowling up the aisle, veered into the bay where I was standing, and rebounded off the aroma like he'd hit a glass door.

Once when I was lining up a photo of Scotney Castle in the viewfinder, I my concentration was distracted and dropped one accidentally.
"Pardon!" said the woman in twinset & pearls.
"Not you as well!" I said.

Unfortunately, mine aren't as aromatic, voluminous, or frequent as they used to be when I was cycling.

NORMALLY my farts are expected, arriving safely and deposited with no issues. However this one was a surprise.
Surprise farts come with the territory when you've had trans anal bowel surgery. The orifice ends up somewhat slacker.
 

Vapin' Joe

Formerly known as Smokin Joe
My best was one Christmas day after a heavy dinner. It silently slipped out over a ten second period, gently warming the cheeks as it went. It dropped to floor level, spread like an upside down mushroom cloud and wafted slowly upwards. The rich aroma was incredible, the dog who had been lying at my feet got up and left the room. Mrs VJ looked up in horror as it reached her nostrils, uttered an oath in horror and then proceeded to blame the dog as it had done a runner.

The game was up a few minutes later when I let another one go, not up to the standard of the original but potent none the less. That was a Christmas I remember with fondness.
 

fossyant

Ride It Like You Stole It!
Location
South Manchester
Well, first sprouts of the season were consumed with Sunday lunch. I'll let you know the 'outcome' later.
 

newts

Veteran
Location
Isca Dumnoniorum
I was on a short cricket tour in Bristol about 35 years ago, been a tough couple of days & nights of heavy imbibing local ales. On the last day I let one slip through the gate whilst in a car with 3 other players, opening of the windows was insufficient to clear the obnoxious fumes. Pulled up with an abrupt stop everyone evacuating the vehicle retching & gasping 🙄
 

stephec

Squire
Location
Bolton
I was on a short cricket tour in Bristol about 35 years ago, been a tough couple of days & nights of heavy imbibing local ales. On the last day I let one slip through the gate whilst in a car with 3 other players, opening of the windows was insufficient to clear the obnoxious fumes. Pulled up with an abrupt stop everyone evacuating the vehicle retching & gasping 🙄

Love it when that happens.

Worst thing is though when you repeatedly let them out, but as you're in there for a while you become immune to the lingering gas.

Then you stop at the services for a bit, and when you get back in the car the smell hits you twice as bad as before. 😂
 

briantrumpet

Legendary Member
Location
Devon & Die
I think the most memorable one wasn't by me, but a friend, queuing for lunch in halls of residence, before the doors opened. Silent but totally deadly - everyone was making the normal disgusted noises and moving away from the fart zone, while he just stood there, all by himself, going "What? What have I done?"
 

kynikos

Veteran
Location
Elmet
20 odd years ago, on a walking holiday in the lakes with my brother...
After three days of steak pie, chips and beans or the like, washed down with several pints of beer, I was on fine form on the day in question which had featured regular 'interruptions' much to the disdain of my sibling albeit we were out on the fells with no-one else around.
Cue stood in the supermarket queue in the Co-op, Coniston and he could see from the look on my face that another was brewing.
"Don't you dare" he said - which of course made me laugh out loud with the inevitable explosive consequence.
I walked out, still laughing uncontrollably, leaving him stood at the till with the cashier and several people in the queue behind him.
 
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