hahaha I love a good window rattling, paint peeling fart!

We used to have farting contests back in college. I'm sure we were not the only ones but our room or four had ours. Two guys per bedroom. The guy who shared my sleeping quarters and I had crashed out. The other two were still in the den. I farted what had to be the unattainable "10" fart. I swear the window did rattle. The roommate...hollers out G-damn a ten...jumped out of his bed...ran to the den swearing the other two were lying when they said they didn't hear it. He came back and said...Noah, the judge and arbitrator of assigning a number to the fart, said...if we all didn't hear it...it doesn't count. My roommate knew better, though, because he heard it. Alas, I was denied the cherished 10 spot in the farting contest but my roomy knows. That...was a 10...or maybe even an eleven.

I guess I never grew out of those fart off contest days...cause...I love a good fart to this day.