Inspired by /u/DancingBear@midwest.social
Please, authentic fart stories only, no jokes.
For stories of old, you can also visit:
- https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/7zf5k7/hey_reddit_what_is_your_best_fart_story/ (208 comments, from 6 years ago)
- https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/gb9lw/whats_your_best_fart_story/ (232 comments, from 13 years ago)
Some years ago, I was walking with my GF through the supermarket, we were looking at the sweets section, right at the end of the isle, when I let a very stinky fart go. I learned over and said we should go.
We walked to long way so we didn’t have to walk through the cloud, 30-40s later, just after we had rounded the far end of the isle we heard:
Female voice: “oh my god, was that you! That is discussing” (loudly)
Male voice: “no, it wasn’t me”
Female voice: “why are you lying to me, you are always lying to me!” (Angrily)
Male voice: “but it wasn’t me” (also angry)
I think I may have put the final nail in the coffin of a bad relationship with a fart
My partner and I still laugh about it 16 years later.
My family of 5 had just arrived at the gate at LAX and my three kids were in the row ahead of us. The plane was fairly quiet, my 4 year old daughter loudly farts and announces to the plane “I TOOTED!” 🤣
In 2005 my family went to Disney world. At the hotel we stayed at there was a buffet. Every morning we would get the breakfast buffet and every morning my plate would be filled with scrambled eggs. For 2 weeks my diet was in large part just eggs. On the day we go home I start feeling gassy. I got the walking fartz real bad and they are foul. While getting on to the plane I let one out in first class and the old lady next to me looked like she was gonna throw up. If it had been a longer flight I may have been banned from flying
A friend of mine and I were chilling in his car and listening to music.
At some point we both farted silently at the same time, but without knowing the other one farted too. It smelled horrible… like 2 disgusting farts mixing together.
The funny part is, as silly as we were then, we both also inhaled deeply, kind of to brag about “our” accomplishment… we then looked at each other confused, like “why the hell did you just inhale my fart?” …
he then went like “wait, did you just fart?” … “uhm yes… did you too?” … “yes!” … “OMG! urghhh… open the window!”
For my buddy’s bachelor party, we ended up at a dive bar in the early afternoon. He was having a legendary bout of gas this weekend, and he loosed one in this dive bar. It was so bad one of the bartenders came out from behind the bar and opened both doors while complaining about the smell. Seeing daylight inside a dive bar is truly a unique experience.
