Obligatory Fart Story
by Ruben on Aug.21, 2004, under Archive
From FLOG
In Bavaria, public farting is A-OK.
“…While strolling through a town square so freakin’ quaint it would make anybody’s grandmother moist, Spc. Mike laid an enormous fart just as a clutch of elderly Bavarian fraus walked past. It was the kind of fart that had a theme and variations; hell, it had several movements. It was the sort of fart that made it loud and clear that the fartier would soon have to induce vomiting, because he had far more numerous and varied meats sloshing around his beer-blasted stomach than a non-Bavarian should attempt. Truly A-1 material.
The old fraus gasped a bit and shook their heads, clucking “nein, nein, nein” at us. We expected an unintelligible public shaming. Instead, one of them cut loose with three melodic toots of her own — “fwoot fwoot fwooooot” right out the back end of a traditional Bavarian dress. Un. Freakin. Believable. We laughed hard, but in truth we were humbled. Bavaria is truly the match for any High Life Man.”
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