Everyone likes their own brand?!

Awesome-O

A much quoted line from Austin Powers but how true is it?

Furthermore is it a physical or mental thing that causes this reaction?
Do our own farts actually smell better then everybody else's in an animaliatic, marking your territory way or is it because you know they have come from you that you actually perceive them as not so dirty?

Joe Duffy..

What???

Kaycee2

Farts are like kids

You can just about tolerate your own

Awesome-O

Joe Duffy.. wrote: »

What???

I had beans for lunch, got me thinking...

Awesome-O

Fat B*St*rd - Austin Powers

Renegade Mechanic

Not sure about the fart thing. Many was the time I to had to jump out of bed, eyes watering and stumble out to the hall, abandoning Ms Mechanic to her fate, such was the putrid fent of some of my air biscuits.

gugleguy

Their own Brand of justice. Their own brand of politics in the case of the government parties.

gugleguy

Sure sorts out the men from the boys: every man to his own poison.

Mr. Incognito

AH, you never cease to amaze me.

Just when I thought mindless cut and pastes were as bad as it gets you hit a new low.

Kudos

Renegade Mechanic

Mr. Incognito wrote: »

AH, you never cease to amaze me.

Just when I thought mindless cut and pastes were as bad as it gets you hit a new low.

Kudos

I fart in your general direction.

Awesome-O

Renegade Mechanic wrote: »

Not sure about the fart thing. Many was the time I to had to jump out of bed, eyes watering and stumble out to the hall, abandoning Ms Mechanic to her fate, such was the putrid fent of one of my air biscuits.

Haha!!!

Got me thinking though, sitting here now I'm quite happy (I think mine smell sweeter), too lazy to move but in public if I let out a SBD I would walk away tutting in disgust to cover my tracks.

Riddle101

That might be true to for the people who fart and seem to feel proud of them self for stinking out the joint.

Renegade Mechanic

Awesome-O wrote: »

Haha!!!

Got me thinking though, sitting here now I'm quite happy (I think mine smell sweeter), too lazy to move but in public if I let out a SBD I would walk away tutting in disgust to cover my tracks.

You cant bate a proper paint stripper. One of my more fondly remembered moments was at a house party years ago. A game of twister was discovered and three people volunteered with 50 quid each in a pot for the winner. Only problem was one latchiko had been on the drink and BBQ (sausages) all day and at this stage was absolutely wretched. Once the eh... "flexing" started he rivalled the trumpet section of the London Symphony Orchestra. I dont consider myself very immature but I laughed so hard I nearly passed out:D

I LOVE the smell of my own farts, the nastier and more eggy they are the better!

Tardful Slakerly II

If something doesn't smell right it's a sign you could be ill or ate something you shouldn't have, so there's that.

Awesome-O

Mine smell like roses, I swear I didn't wash my bean lunch down with a bottle of perfume

Renegade Mechanic

Awesome-O wrote: »

Mine smell like roses, I swear I didn't wash my bean lunch down with a bottle of perfume

I get the feeling you are being economical with the truth. Be honest, you could knock a vulture off a rotting carcass thirty feet away, couldn't you..

Awesome-O

Renegade Mechanic wrote: »

I get the feeling you are being economical with the truth. Be honest, you could knock a vulture off a rotting carcass thirty feet away, couldn't you..

Haha you're on to me dammit

Davarus Walrus

Heard a story about a lad who had a tray of pints the night before his wedding to settle the nerves. The priest was doing the marriage ceremony when your man feels a bit of pressure on the stop valve and decides to play it sneaky by letting it seep out slowly. Suddenly a smell arose that was burning the nose hair out of people have way down the church. The type of fart that would strip the chrome off a trailer hitch. The priest had to stop the ceremony and hop back behind the alter until the bang off the thing had disappeared.

Not a good start to married life.

Wacker The Attacker

I farted in the office at about 3 o'clock and the smell is probably still there. I expect the paint to have bubbled off the wall by now.

I still have it

Awesome-O

I love these stories!

ElvisChrist6

It never ceases to amaze me just how disgusting my farts can be and I'll still suck it in like the last bit of oxygen from Robinson Crusoe On Mars. The more disgusting the more I love them, will always stick my head under the covers after one. The girlfriend could have the exact same smell and while I'll appreciate it, it would still be a bit disgusting. Though I'm getting used to hers too and enjoying them more.

diograis

ElvisChrist6 wrote: »

It never ceases to amaze me just how disgusting my farts can be and I'll still suck it in like the last bit of oxygen from Robinson Crusoe On Mars. The more disgusting the more I love them, will always stick my head under the covers after one. The girlfriend could have the exact same smell and while I'll appreciate it, it would still be a bit disgusting. Though I'm getting used to hers too and enjoying them more.

omg ewwwwwwww

Tail Docker

True professionals will have the whole "sneakily lifting the bottom of the duvet with your feet" thing down pat, so's not to poison herself with the waft. Some day I'm gonna spring to have her do a confined spaces course in the interest of health and safety.

BeerWolf

SEPT 23 1989

I did one of my loudest ones ever in the kitchen early this morning after a big feed of vegetable soup yesterday

the missus comes down the stairs and asks did i hear someone banging at the door

proud of that

gugleguy

This thread is really up the 'hole of these ghost / phantom ****ters :pac::D:D:D:D

kneemos

This thread is lingering.

gugleguy

Who still reads VIZ? Have'nt bought a copy in ages myself. Think about a certain jonny character therein.

Renegade Mechanic

kneemos wrote: »

This thread is lingering.

Dont be egging it on then:D

A lady walks into a BMW dealership. She browses around, spots the Top-of-the-line Beemer and walks over to inspect it. As she bends over to feel the fine leather upholstery, she inadvertently breaks Wind. Very embarrassed, she looks around nervously to see if anyone has noticed her little accident and prays that a sales person doesn't pop up right now. As she turns around, her worst nightmare materializes in the form of a salesman standing right behind her. Cool as a cucumber and displaying complete professionalism, the salesman greets the lady With, "Good day, Madame. How may we help you today?" Very uncomfortably, but hoping that the salesman may just not have been there at the time of her accident, she asks, "Sir, what is the price of this lovely vehicle?" He answers, "Madam, if you farted just touching it, you are going to sh*t yourself when I tell you the price."

gugleguy

Clothpegs: real men don't need them in this context.

Awesome-O

Which brings you more pride:
A) silent but deadly
Or
loud and odourless?

Renegade Mechanic

Loud and lethal all the way:p

Ever "dust the crops"?

Walk past a load of people (the crops) while slowly releasing some toxic wind (the dust) as you move along and then dissapear and watch them blame each other. Very popular in my work place

Awesome-O

I never new it had a name! Fabulous fun