What's your best cropdusting story?

Got hit with rice seed dropped by a crop duster while in a crawfish boat before. Can't grow no damn rice in a crawfish boat baw

I shite in my car today, got out, got back in and thought something died in there

Going down H61 from Benoit to Greenville and had one miss the front of the truck by maybe 40 feet as he flew under a power line and straight across the highway. Scared the hell out of me. I wasn't paying attention.

I blew an SBD right into the face of a girl on Marta sitting across from me who was reaching down to pick a bag up as I walked by. Burned my a-hole so I know it was a goody.

Hartsfield Airport in Atlanta was my domain back in my traveling days. I took out my anger at Delta on people up and down the terminal.

A co-worker ran into me there once and commented that I “had the power of Greyskull”.

I work in DC as a contractor with a number of cabinet-level agencies, so I occasionally encounter someone very well-known to the public at work.

So I was in an elevator by myself leaving the office to head home. It was pretty late (around 9-ish) and figured nobody else would be in the office so I let it rip just before I arrived at my floor. Silent but deadly.

The doors opened and I exited the elevator. Ben Bernanke walked in and the doors closed. That's all I know.

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blew an SBD right into the face of a girl on Marta sitting across from me who was reaching down to pick a bag up as I walked by. Burned my a-hole so I know it was a goody.

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Yikes

I worked a job that had had an office about 3'x3' where the time clock and shop phone was. One day, about 2 weeks after I started my boss says, come in here I need to show you how to run these phones in case I'm not around and someone calls. So he opens the door and I walk in, He comes in right behind me and rips out she nastiest SBD i've ever smelt in my life. Then hurries up and goes out the office and holds the door shut on me. I damn near threw up in there. He got me pretty damn good. I got him back though, Next day we went fishing after work and I pushed his arse in the water when he was trying to net a redfish, it was an accident.

When I was young, a friend and I would hit Taco Bell at night, then gorge on leftover TB for breakfast. We had a large common area at work, about 40' x 60'. We would stroll across the common area when we had to fart and would try to gross out others.

One day a new kid of about twenty walked right through it, stopped and sniffed a few times, then said "Excuse me. Does anyone smell, like, raw sewage or something?"

I was pretty proud and laughed almost the rest of the day.

My BIL evacuated the lower part of Beale St one time. I've never smelled a fart that strong and last that long in open air. Two minutes after he did it the natives were still saying "gotdamn somebody nassy arse done pursioned da damn air"