Was working yesterday, serving drinks to patrons in a busy bar in the city. It was quite busy at the time. I had a strong black coffee around an hour before my shift started. I knew after the last gulp, it was game over. The farts were coming out of me like no tomorrow. None crept out of me for the first twenty minutes of my shift, but it was getting harder to control them after that. Another two or three minutes pass, and I bend down to get a bottle of coke for a customer. And suddenly, it slips out of me. Silent, but deadly. I can see various patrons noses starting to shift from left to right. Casually, one man waves his hand across his nose to wave the air away. I can barely hide the smile on my face at this stage. Nobody can tell who it was and any aul crook drinking a pint of Guinness at the counter is most likely the suspected culprit that has let this monstrosity out. I hear an elderly woman to the left of me, mutter 'Lord have mercy' as she turns from the bar and walks away. That does it for me, I can't hold in the giggles any more, I quickly go into the back room and burst into a fit of laughter, knowing full well I did that. And proud, I was.

So, what was your proudest fart to date? :pac: