When you are on an elevator with Marvin Davis (not to speak ill of the dead but he was one great big gasbag) (and frankly, once Mr. Davis was on an elevator, there wasn’t room for a whole lot of other people), and he’s not just your boss’s boss but owns the company, and you have to politely pretend you’re not gagging?
Okay, I take it back. Wasn’t funny then but I can see the humor now.
Most kids’ shows and movies. It’s just not really funny when it’s scripted.
It’s also a lot less funny when it seriously embarrasses someone. I have certain friends who would be totally humiliated if they farted at an inappropraite time and would feel even worse if I laughed at them.
When you are with a loved one in the last few minutes of life and they start to lose body control and shake signalling the end is near. They fart and maybe shit themselves a little costing them dignity even in the last few moments. Then, they suddenly go limp.
Jeuvenile? Yes.
Rude in public? Yes.
Funny? Not ever.
My thinking, if you can’t help yourself and must befoul the public air, you’ve either got intestinal issues that need attenting in a restroom (or maybe medical if chronic) or mental issues because it’s simply a cry for attention.
Certainly not when some jackass, who was way out of earshot at the time, took it upon himself to chide me for not excusing myself (which I did) and warn people away from where I was. If the dude is so hung up on encountering natural bodily functions in public, what the hell was he doing out in public?