I just don’t know about mine…
It keeps calling for FRAAAAAAAAAAAAANNKKK.
Who is Frank, anyway?
I just don’t know about mine…
It keeps calling for FRAAAAAAAAAAAAANNKKK.
Who is Frank, anyway?
It’s a chain reaction. RUN!
Ohmygod… I’m laughing like a maniac… And yes, the image of lieu holding up a buttcheek so as to minimize the symphony is freaking hysterical!
Bwahahahaha…
wiping tears from eyes It’s a shame none of you were alive in the late 19th century. I’m sure ecstatic joy would have ensued from a performance by Le Pétomane, whom even our own Cecil has once covered in this article…
Now that I think of it, I think some of you might even have given him a run for his money…
Le Pétomane lives. Then again, maybe it was his german reincarnation. I saw him on a re-run of a show on german TV with a guy in a green body suit and amask, farting his way through the classics. God, it was awful. There he was, on his back on a table with his knees drawn up under his chin, toodling away. Ass end pointed at the audience (and the camera) and the female moderator of the show holding the microphone to his ass and looking ready to die of embarrassment.
What a great board-- not one but two great threads on farts.

I will print this out for my son, its right up his alley.
Apparently, mine can say “Doug!”. Several months ago, we had gone out to a buffet Chinese restaurant, and I ate too many onion-y things. The next morning, I was a veritable geyser of gas. Hubby had gone out to feed the dogs, and I thought it was safe to let rip with a stentorious blast. He came back in earlier than I expected, and shouted from the kitchen, “Honey, did you just call me?”
“No, you must be hearing things.”

It’s hard after I’ve been eating Jingo beans.
ROTFLMFAO*
This is too funny.It made me laugh out loud,squirt tears out my eyes and…fart…2 times.
IDBB
fart-warmed cockles, mmmmmmmmmmmmmm…
Lieu:
I was reading the Bible today. Was it just coincidence, or a message divine?
“behold, a door was opened in heaven: and the first voice which I heard was as it were of a trumpet talking with me …
2 And immediately I was in the spirit: and, behold, a throne was set in heaven, and one sat on the throne.” Revelation 4, 1-1
Oh. My God. Thanks, lieu, I just snorted twice and almost died trying to suppress my cackling, in front of a big tour group of possible football recruits. Hot ones. Thank you so much. 
Gah, seriously, hilarious! Just to see “mama”… gah, if I had been drinking anything I’d owe the library a new computer.
Oh shit! It’s the asspocalypse!
a.ka. the Crack of Doom.