I just learned how to fart. I’m a do it your sulfur.
farts
When dinosaurs lost the ability to fart, they faced ex-stinktion.
Anyone who makes fart jokes has a terrible scents of humour.
Shakespeare’s play about surprisingly fragrant flatulence, aka All Smells that End Well.
If you want to make whoopee, it’s best to move into a fartable housing, toot suite.
If someone cries ‘Fart!’ in a crowded theatre, everyone must exit in an odourly fashion.
Beethoven’s flatulence gave him great pleasure. So he penned Odour to Joy.
If you fart on a sheep, don’t worry — I’ll still hold ewe in ass steam.
Passing gas takes courage, aka intestinal fartitude.
Fart in my hotel room – toot suite!