Why do poeple like the smell of their own Farts, but not the smell of others? It has been a real mystery to me of why poeple can actually tell the difference between their own farts and other poeple’s farts! I mean I can’t actually find a time when I have not liked the smell of my own farts, but as soon as someone else farts, I cannot stand the stink! Why is this? Is it scientifically explainable? Does anyone know why this is? Does anyone actually care? I mean Some of my farts have stunk so bad that I may have winced alittle, but come on poeple, those who say their shit don’t stink, may be telling the truth! Personally I would like to know the real reason why I can stand my own Flatulence and not some stranger who let one go in an elevator!
Poeple?
Speak for yourself. I don’t like the smell of my own farts one bit. I’ve cleared myself out of a room before or rolled down the windows doing 60 in zero degree weather to clear the smell. I admit other people’s farts bother me even more but I think that is just the added thought of some biological byproduct nastiness being shared with me that I don’t want from someone else.
As to ‘knowing’ your fart from someone elses I suspect that is just because you know if you were the one who farted and thus who to blame it on.
Why do farts smell? So deaf people can appreciate them, too.
I don’t know of anyone who sits around and smells their own farts for the sheer enjoyent of it. Dude, you’re wierd. You’ll fir right in. Welcome.
Naturally, I meant to say “You’re weird. You’ll fit right in.”
Must be buzzed by all the methane.
I don’t like the smell of my farts, but they don’t smell nearly as bad as other people’s farts.
When you walk into a room that stinks, you eventually get accustomed to the smell and cease to notice it. When you step out for a while, and then walk back in, you notice the stink once again.
So maybe after breathing in your own farts for all of these years, you start to get used to the smell, so it doesn’t bother you so much. But when you smell someone else’s farts, it’s not only unpleasant but completely ‘new’ to you, therfore you can’t stand it.
[fat bastard]
“Ooh everyone likes their own brand don’t they?”
[/fat bastard]
I’m reminded of the old elementary school joke:
What’s invisible and smells like Alpo?
Old people’s farts.
I remember watching my brother and his friends jump into action for a well choreographed lighting of farts with a lighter. We were all in my room watching TV when Tommy blurted out, “I feel one coming on.” Then he immediately dropped his pants, laid on his side in the fetal position, parted his ass cheeks, and another person whipped out his Zippo, lit it, and stuck it as close as possible to the ignition orifice. My brother then jumped up and turned off the lights. I watched in amazaement as a streak of flame shot out of this guy’s asshole. Simply amazing.
Sorry about my incorrect spelling of “people” people. I was in a hurry for I had to let out some gas; but noticed that I had just drank two cups of coffee and had just eaten a bran muffin! So, I was not thinking straight, sorry again!
I hope someone can explain the medical reason why our senses can detect a foriegn odor other than our own. I obviously know that you can tell if it is yours or not by knowing you farted or not. So, let’s get real. I am saying we actually can stand our own flatulence more than anyone elses. I mean can you actually tell what you had for dinner two days ago just by the smell of your fart?
There is a fetish where people actually fart in a bag and keep it for later, I guess to savor slowly or share with friends. I’m not looking for it, try Googling “Fart Fetish” or something…they would probably be the authority on smelling farts.
Welcome to the boards, syjstr.
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This is funny. I was thinking about this the other day, and almost started a thread. My own farts don’t bother me, but often I have to leave the room if someone else farts. It’s probably related to how many animals “mark” their territory.
As my great-grandmother used to say, “The fox is the finder the skunk left behinder.”
Not sure what it means, but it sounds philosophical.
It seems that James Joyce had this fart fetish. In a letter to “my sweet little whorish Nora”, he wrote:
“You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole. It is wonderful to fuck a farting woman when every fuck drives one out of her. I think I would know Nora’s fart anywhere. I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women. It is a rather girlish noise not like the wet windy fart which I imagine fat wives have. It is sudden and dry and dirty like what a bold girl would let off in fun in a school dormitory at night. I hope Nora will let off no end of her farts in my face so that I may know their smell also.”
I have to admit that a stinking fart is a stinking fart. Mine or thine.
What I want to know is why farts are so funny. I think it’s more of a guy thing, but I cannot stop laughing if I visit farts.com unless I can be sure it’s somebody blowing on their elbow or something.
They even have them classified there. (If the site is still up; it’s been a while since I needed that “burst” of humor.)
But even movies and TV are into farts for farts’ sake. It’s just got to be funny. But why?
IMHO, because it’s a gas. It dissipates (somewhat ) quickly, and a liquid or solid being expelled from such orifice would be nothing short of horrific. It makes a unique sound, and is mildly offensive to people. As stated before the “dealer” is usually immune, and the reciever is playfully disgusted. The embarassment factor works both ways, and it is a relatively taboo subject.
All the elements for comedy are there, maybe it can be distilled further.