I fart as much as I can.
I have awakened my wife from a dead sleep, gagging and complaining that I'm "not right." I didn't smell anything either.
I execute a 10.0 perfect Dutch oven.
All hail my power.
Along with potato sack races and hot dog eating contests.I'm pretty sure that's not an Olympic event. Although it should be.
My son (4-year old) and I actually give each other "high fives" after particularly good farts.
This is heaven, a thread about flatulence!
My 8yo pinned his gramma down this summer and ripped one in her face...
We are so very classy:rolleyesedit:
Thats a damn proud moment for a dad...
I'm sure it did to hers!Practically brings tears to your eyes
I fart as much as I can.