re: funniest place you've heard somebody let one rip

For one year in high school I went to Pencey Prep School, in Agerstown, PA. Where I lived at Pencey Prep, I lived in the Ossenburger Memorial Wing of the new dorms. It was only for juniors and seniors. I was a junior. My roommate was a senior. It was named after this guy Ossenburger that went to Pencey. He made a pot of dough in the undertaking business after he got out of Pencey. What he did, he started these undertaking parlors all over the country that you could get members of your family buried for about five bucks apiece. You should see old Ossenburger. He probably just shoves them in a sack and dumps them in the river. Anyway, he gave Pencey a pile of dough, and they named our wing after him. The first football game of the year, he came up to school in this big goddamn Cadillac, and we all had to stand up in the grandstand and give him a locomotive--that's a cheer. Then, the next morning, in chapel, be made a speech that lasted about ten hours. He started off with about fifty corny jokes, just to show us what a regular guy he was. Very big deal. Then he started telling us how he was never ashamed, when he was in some kind of trouble or something, to get right down his knees and pray to God. He told us we should always pray to God--talk to Him and all-- wherever we were. He told us we ought to think of Jesus as our buddy and all. He said he talked to Jesus all the time. Even when he was driving his car. That killed me. I just see the big phony bastard shifting into first gear and asking Jesus to send him a few more stiffs. The only good part of his speech was right in the middle of it. He was telling us all about what a swell guy he was, what a hot-shot and all, then all of a sudden this guy sitting in the row in front of me, Edgar Marsalla, laid this terrific fart. It was a very crude thing to do, in chapel and all, but it was also quite amusing. Old Marsalla. He damn near blew the roof off. Hardly anybody laughed out loud, and old Ossenburger made out like he didn't even hear it, but old Thurmer, the headmaster, was sitting right next to him on the rostrum and all, and you could tell he heard it. Boy, was he sore. He didn't say anything then, but the next night he made us have compulsory study hall in the academic building and he came up and made a speech. He said that the boy that had created the disturbance in chapel wasn't fit to go to Pencey. We tried to get old Marsalla to rip off another one, right while old Thurmer was making his speech, but he wasn't in the right mood. Anyway, that's where I lived at Pencey. Ossenberger Memorial Wing, in the new dorms.

On day 3 of my friends bachelor party extravaganza, one of my buddies passed out in his chair. He ripped one right about the first snore. It cleared the entire front room kitchen area. Horrendous.

Wasn’t tl,dr to me. I enjoyed that, it kinda reminded me of Stephen King’s style of writing.

I have an 8 year old son, so all farts are funny, all the time. He loves to snuggle up to me, blow out a real stinker, then dash off in a fit of giggles.

What about a time when you were the perpetrator?? Don't lie and say you've never been guilty!

I plead the 5th

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Do you two do it around each other now or is it still taboo?

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It's no holds barred ever since then.

Probably not what you think. By intimidating I mean she was about 6'1 and would embarrass you in an arm wrestling contest. But she was also an English teacher that could literally make an 800 on the English section of the SAT every time and was the best teacher I ever had. Her son coincidentally, who was the basketball coach who kicked me off the team for leaving a game to go watch FSU/VT in the NC in 99, is now the Headmaster there.

I was in an elevator in Chicago and Mike Slive walked in (when he was commish of CUSA). We were the only 2 in it.

He farted in the elevator and had the audacity to say "whew" as if he was surprised by the smell.

On a salt mine tour.
We were deep underground. The guide decided to turn off the lights. It was the blackest black.I have ever experienced.
A second later a loud.wet fart is heard. Then another.
Two old ladies laughing....

These two old Mennonite woman were being funny.