A fart so hot it feels like it’s coming from a lava pit and smells like a dead chicken that ate a sourdough loaf. But you love it anyway because it’s yours.
My dog just let one rip in the middle of the park. I’m not sure if I should laugh or run.
That fart was so good, I started singing show tunes to it.
I told my friend it was a paggy-waggy, and he immediately asked for a second helping.
A fart that feels like it’s on fire and smells like a sourdough loaf that died in a trash can, but you're too happy to care about the people sneezing in the hallway.
I let one rip at the movies, and the whole theater started applauding.
My dog’s paggy-waggy was so strong, it made the neighbor’s cat run away.
I told my mom I had a paggy-waggy, and she started making me pancakes.
A fart that’s like a warm hug from the inside and smells like a bad day in the sewer, but you're too proud to care about the people holding their noses.
I let one rip in the library, and the librarian started writing a story about it.
My friend’s paggy-waggy was so good, I asked him to join my fart club.
I let one out in the car, and my mom started singing show tunes to it.