Now I’m not usually of a lavatorial (u-)bent, but I have been up all night smoking sage and onions and have had a genius idea. Halfway through my final herbal refreshment, I let one go. I mean this really ripped. It was impressive; a world-class trouser trumpet. I got to thinking, wouldn’t it have been great to capture a recording of that and share it with my chums at the Afterword! Yet sadly no audio or video evidence was taken, so you will have to take my word for it: It was the intestinal earthquake to end them all.
For a while I despaired, saddened by the knowledge that no other human being would be able to share in my glory. Then it came to me. There is a way for all humanity to benefit. Get your digital devices primed today people. Learn from my error. When you feel one brewing, hit record. Put them out there on the ‘net. We need to hear your farts!

jeez……. thought i’d clicked on Viz by mistake !
My god, that properly stank. I’d been much obliged if you’d leave the room immediately, sir. And take that with you, in a locked suitcase if necessary.
Or one of these:
http://i1318.photobucket.com/albums/t642/burtkocain/cbe9caa5_00da43a2_5b59_4297_bd7f_3065fa9086db_zps2lb1szgt.jpg
As a man gets older, not only does he need to wee more he also needs to ‘cut one loose’.
I am prodigious in both.
PS. I used to light them (not wees) back in my art school days.
Ah, the perennial curse of the professional fire eater – inadvertently igniting one’s pissstream. Never ask them about the smell of charred pubes in the morning..
Ah. I see this has been taken literally.
#failedsatire
Time for a rethink.
totally escaped me @adman
No worries, James. The fault is all mine. I will stick to posting stuff about late 80s indie bands in future. 🙂
I’d give it ten minutes if I were you.
Can’t wait for this one to fall off the front page.
Misreyguts
East Grinchstead
@twang
Oh, I was hoping we might do a podcast about it. 🙁
Arf.
If you do, could it be called the Parpcast?
@adman, get yourself one of those remote controlled fart machines. Very realistic and enormous fun.
This is one of those rank threads that just refuses to go away. What’s the half-life on this thing?
*crosses out ideas for next four threads*
(*secretly feels pride at having been elevated to the premier league of rankness*)
What I need is a remote-control meta-textual rhymo-sardonics machine.
That’s rhythmo-sardonics & was a reply to @dodger-lane
Now look what you made me do! Back at the top of recently updated!
Or fart one of your posts, perhaps. Unless that’s what you’ve already done.
All smells a bit shitty to me.
Hopefully, there’ll be no follow through to this thread.
Somebody open the blog window.
@disappointmentbob I think you have lowered the tone. 🙁
Bob just can’t help being musical, can he?
This thread has now truly hit ‘rock bottom’
A bum note.
I’ve made a terrible misjudgment. I hope the Afterword can, in time, heal.
@bingo-little
ok … Let’s leave it there… You have almost redeemed this utter shambles with a decent music-related gag. Hopefully we can all move on.
I suggest we set this thread on fire.
Amen to that @disappointmentbob
Can I just add, bearing adman’s justifiable embarrassment from this thread, and his perfectly understandable wish for it to just be forgotten, that nobody adds superfluous comments just to keep it visible in the “recently updated” column? The danger is that it may eventually rise, like a bad smell, into the lower reaches of the “most commented” league table.
Could everyone please agree to this request?
Absolutely, happy to oblige. This malodorous miscalculation has lingered long enough. We must do all we can to avoid it gaining a foothold in the Most Commented lists. Does anyone else agree with HP’s proposal?
I agree.
For exactly the reasons you stated.
I mean both you HP
and you Chiz.
Thanks, Moose! that’s three of us at least showing consideration for a fellow Afterworder who’s made a bit of a fool of himself!
Happy to help.
Just to reiterate – it would be thoughtless at best, and ungentlemanly at worst, to continue to post comments to this thread. They would be just so much hot air.
Edit – “reiterate” – oh – hang on – I got it right first time!
I think we’re proving that the Massive is not just a bunch of old gasbags.
Qwoff.
This thread is a disgrace, juvenile humour at its worst. I, for one, would never think of giving it more air…
Oh come on, join us. We’re having a blast!
Good evening.
Pffft.
One can only imagine what poor adman’s going through, having his name associated with botty coughs, for eternity. Thank goodness we all have the maturity and consideration to put it all behind us.
We have forgot the fart.
When young and of a juvenile humour but with a scientific bent, I used to lay in the bath and with an upturned graduated cylinder filled with bathwater I would release a gaseous grunt into the afore-mentioned cylinder and from the displaced water I would read off the trouser coughs capacity.
May have to have another go.
#stopgaggingonfarts
#helpadmanoutofahole
I’m sure adman won’t mind another fond reminiscence before the mods close the thread –
I’ve only ever seen farts lit once. At a party (it was that kind of party – knocking at the door with a couple of bottles of Nukie Brown, saying you’re a mate of “Dave”). Anyway – forgive an old layabout his ramblings – somebody – a blerk, of that I’m sure – had changed into a pair of damp swimming trunks for the demonstration; a jet of blue flame a foot long, perhaps more. There was some considered applause, and the conversation turned (probably) to why so few girls went to parties.
Did you know that Georgie Fame’s Blue Flames were named after this activity?
No you didn’t. Because they weren’t.
‘rage, rage against the dying of the lighted fart’
This thread has lingered long enough.
Time to sound the last trump.
I’ve… seen things… you people wouldn’t believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion; I watched c-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate… All those… moments… will be lost, in time, like [chokes up] tears… in… rain. Time… to … ‘parp’.
Rosebud…
pffffsssssss……………
Mon… panache.
Eeeeeep.
This star of England: Fortune made his sword;
By which the world’s best garden be achieved,
And of it left his son imperial lord.
Henry the Sixth, in infant bands crown’d King
Of France and England, did this king succeed;
Whose state so many had the managing,
That they lost France and made his England bleed:
Which oft our stage hath shown; and, for their sake,
In your fair minds let this acceptance … oof, Christ…. take.
Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow! I am a man more sinned against than sinning
The rest is silence . . . but deadly.
“Silent as a smelly one, Hubert entered the room”
from Sir Henry at Rawlinson End by Vivian Stanshall.
Still not enough gristle in the blancmange.
It makes one curse double-glazing.
Frinnt. Chullff. Hoooooff.
Oh! You must be one of the Hampshire Fartpants!
The horror….
BRRRRRAPP!!
THE HORROR!
See, this is what I was hoping for.
Youse guys… I knew you wouldn’t let me down…
Feeeeep. Thrannnt. Peeeeef.
… and furthermore may I add Grelp!
Choofle
Thoooop. Trinnnt.
“More truth in a fart than a fond considered fable”
Wm. Makepeace Thackeray (18/7/11 – 4/12/63)
Finally @retropath2 we are scaling the intellectual and cultural heights that I was blindly groping for.
NeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeepp!
“He that lives upon hope will die farting.”
― Benjamin Franklin, Fart Proudly Writings of Benjamin Franklin.
Not forgetting Le Petomane,
and the Arab folktale ” The Year of the Fart”.
No more curried eggs for me.
Pass me my saxophone, would you?
Ah, that’s better!
…….Ohhhh will I never be free of them….
… No wonder I can’t go to parties anymore…
Abdul, a new shirt, it’s happened again!
Don’t worry, it’s one of ours!
Thought I’d pump this thread a bit …
Come one, chaps, enough’s enough.
Come one, come all. Or come on.
Fart for farts sake….
Good to see everyone turning their backs on this thread at last.
http://genius.com/2416240
Not for quotation in a family whatever-the-Afterword-is, but I think it’s the last word. That James Joyce!
My Uncle Colin had a prodigious talent, justified by his assertion that “a pee without a fart is like a country wedding without music”
Can’t really argue with that.
*fwap*
That one’s almost a meal in itself, eh Vicar?
As my dear old uncle used to say of the SBD variety – ‘that one came in wearing slippers’
http://i1240.photobucket.com/albums/gg482/Spoodledude/293770-Despicable-Me-Fart-Blaster-21.jpg
Is this what Stephen Hawking uses?
(sorry)
Crikey, must be a well pokey toy – warns of a Choking Hazard.
Everyone get the hell outta here ’cause I’m gonna blow!
“Well, I suppose if something did crawl up my bum, it probably would die”
With a following wind, we can revise this thread.
Revive.
I emitted a sssssssssss instead of the correct vvvvvvv.
As this fruitful thread wafts a crisp drive through the covers to bring up its century, let’s reflect on how this much-derided subject matter has revealed the true level of The Afterword. Sure, we turned up our noses at first, but many soon sniffed an opportunity to indulge their inner Pétomane.
A quick look at the viewing figures reveals that a tight sphincter is three times more popular with the Massive than Salwarpe’s open ‘O’. And we love farts more than we love pussies. While debate about the quality of BBC drama rages, we see the evidence before us – the people have spoken, and they have spoken through their trousers. The wind is changing; let’s hope it doesn’t backfire.
Nobody smoke!
I’m surprised we’re so far down the thread and nobody’s posted this before:
Nor this. . .
I’m not
verb
1. emit wind from the anus.
2. waste time on silly or trivial things.
noun
1. an emission of wind from the anus.
2. a boring or contemptible person.
“he was such an old fart”
Mooche:
verb
1. emit wind from the anus.
2. waste time on silly or trivial things.
noun
1. an emission of wind from the anus.
2. a boring or contemptible person.
“moose is an old fart”
I mooche in your general direction.
Historical fact: the biggest hit featuring a recorded fart is The Jacksons Shake Your Body Down To The Ground. At the seven second mark, having consumed a lunch consisting entirely of sprouts and painkillers, Michael lets one rip, causing him to vocally ejaculate an ‘ooh!’ How do you think his trademark ‘ooh’ came about?
Just give it a listen to hear what I mean.
He let’s a few more go as the track continues but for the complete immersion emission experience you need the twelve inch version.
One of my many, many tumbleweed posts in the old place was Pop Records Breaking Wind. I started – and indeed finished – the thread with this pungent piece of phlatulent phunk.
How very dare you. Bootsy has never farted in his life. He brings the funk.
Mind you, things do start to smell a bit fishy after the two minute mark.
Mounting excitement here at The Afterword, as the crowd senses that the unsung ‘Farts’ thread could make it to the top of the ‘Last 7 days’ chart. With ‘BBC’ fading, there’s only ‘Gone to shit’ standing between farts and number one.
My guess is it’ll end up as a number two.
I haven’t looked because I don’t want it to get the views, but is” Frustratingly Brief But Undeniably Perfect” a rival fart thread?
And what about “You’ve Got Twelve Seconds, Son”?
In short, is someone trying to steal our thunder?
Not steal it, so much as trump it.
Just in case you are lost for that missing phrase. Le mot juste as it were.
Air biscuit
Air tulip
Anal audio
Anal exhale
Anal salute
Anus applause
Answering the call of the wild burrito
Ass acoustics
Ass flapper
Back draft
Back-end blowout
Back blast
Baking brownies
Bark
Barking spider
Barn burner
Beef
Beep your horn
Belching clown
Benchwarmer
Blast
Blat
Blurp
Blurt
Bomber
Boom-boom
Booty bomb
Booty cough
Bottom blast
Bottom burp
Booty belch
Break wind
Brown cloud
Brown haze
Brown thunder
Bubbler
Bull snort
Bumsen burner
Bung blast
Burner
Burp out the wrong end
Bust ass
Butt bazooka
Butt bongos
Butt cheek screech
Butt dumpling
Butt sneeze
Butt trumpet
Butt tuba
Butt yodeling
Cheek squeak
Cheeser
Colon bowlin’
Cornhole clap
Cornhole tremor
Crack concert
Crack splitters
Crap call
Cut one
Cut the cheese
Drifter
Droppin’ stink bombs
Duck call
Exercise the meat nozzle
Exhume the dinner corpse
Fanny beep
Fanny frog
Fecal fume
Fire in the hole
Fizzler
Flatus
Floater
Fluffy
Free speech
Frump
Gas
Get out and walk Donald
Great brown cloud
Grundle rumble
Grunt
Gurgler
Heinie hiccup
Hisser
Honker
Horton hears a poo
Hot wind
Hottie
Human hydrogen Bomb
Insane in the methane
Lay an egg
Let Polly out of jail
Mouse on a motorcycle
Nasty cough
O-ring oboe
One-man salute
Orchestra practice
Panty burp
Peter
Pewie
Pi p
Poof
Poop gopher
Pootsa
Pop tart
Power puff
Puffer
Putt-putt
Quack
Quaker
Raspberry
Rattler
Rectal turbulence
Ripass
Ripper
R oar from the rear
Rump ripper
Rump roar
Silly cyanide
Slider
Sphincter siren
Sphincter whistle
Spitter
Split the seam
Squeaker
Stale wind
Steam-press your Calvins
Steamer
Step on a duck
Step on a frog
Stink it up
Stinker
Stinky
Taint tickle
Tear ass
Testing in the Levi wind tunnel
Thunder from down under
Thurp
Toot your own horn
Tootsie
Trouser cough
Trouser trumpet
Trunk bunk
Turd tremors
Turtle burp
Tushy tickler
Under thunder
Wallop
Whiff
Whoopee
Whopper
Can I just add “To step on a carpet frog” as a more sophisticated alternative to “Step on a frog”?
It’s my preferred expression. I use it often. Indeed, a little too often for most people.
It was the dog!
Leave us not forget, Junior, that Zappa’s affectionate term for his inamorata Gail was Barking Pumpkin.
Well, I’m blowed, this thread is still going.
Nah. It’s all blown out, I reckon. Only the smell lingers.
Pull my finger. Go on.
Can’t imagine where all the girls have gone.
*FWAAAAARRRRRRRP!*
Oh . . . help . . . I’ve never been so . . . ohhh!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gtJrMtGmZFc
breaking wind in the dancehall
Y’know, it occurs to me that we’ve been ignoring the wider context of the fart. It’s not only humans who fart. I was reminded of this by a dog under my desk yesterday, slinking away with an “innocent” look on his face after slipping one out. I had another dog once who’d stare at you accusingly (a Jack Russell – they can do this) after emitting an SBD.
And it’s common knowledge that a cat fart (NB I didn’t say “pussy fart” @moose-the-mooche) can crack a TV screen.
Indeed to the Jack Russell, a colleague’s, who liked to wander around and go to sleep under whichever desk took his fancy. His name was (is) Dave. Now and again there would be an anguished cry of “Dave, for fuck’s sake” or similar, as he let one go. They were evil, and no human could compete – there was no point blaming one of your own on him. His owner used to shrug nonchalantly and say, ‘He’s been eating rabbits again.’
My dog’s farts surprise him. He never learns. Stupid dog.
The dog, or the colleague? Could you clear this up for me (as it were)?
Wupes.
Welcome to the Afterturd.
WE MADE IT!!! We got farts to the top of the charts!
Somehow, I don’t feel any sense of achievement.
I know. Bit of a damp squib really.
*pinches nose*
*wafts hand*
Had a curry last night and …well here I am on this thread.
Truly impressive numbers adman.Takes a real Blogger extraordinaire to have the insight into the sophistication of the Afterworder and their preferred topics.
Not that anyone keeps numbers on such things ,HP, but does this top the Lionel/Jeff Beck blogathon numbers.
But back to the topic is in not the case that cows are the greatest cause of global warming due to flatulence. I’m sure I read that somewhere.
Up to a point…cows produce a lot of methane, which is way more powerful than Co2. A cow contributes more to global warming than a car does. But once the Siberian tundra really gets going, cows will fade into insignificance, I suspect.
Junior, if memory serves the selfie thread was the most commented, with over a thousand comments. The Lionel Blair/Jeff Beck cage fight didn’t get that many, but Lionel Blair emerged the clear winner as a cultural icon. And guitarist.
But Adman is to be congratulated on having his name forever ass-ociated on the blog with farts. I refer to them myself now as “Admans”.
Or Ass-mans, possibly.
A selfie wouldn’t be a bad nickname for a fart either.
All of the above,entitled thread s would leave the infamous Squirrelgate in the shade.
Is the word fart onomatopeic ? I reLly could not bring myself to research it?
Edit!
Abovementioned
Just in case this thread still has the wind at its back come Sunday…..
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=me2H7Ja93Wg
Pump.
Pumpitty-pump.