If you fart on a sheep, don’t worry — I’ll still hold ewe in ass steam.
Saskatchewan has huge methane reserves – it must be one of the flatus places on Earth.
Sun Tzu’s critically panned sequel to his masterpiece, aka The Fart of Whore.
Hold your nose proudly in the bathroom. Don’t smell yourself shart.
If you want to make whoopee, it’s best to move into a fartable housing, toot suite.
A farting, spinning ungulate is the sign of a gnu whirled odor.
Wildebeest farts are a gnu’s scents.
Anyone who can fart on command belongs in an insta toot.
Beethoven’s flatulence gave him great pleasure. So he penned Odour to Joy.
Shakespeare’s play about surprisingly fragrant flatulence, aka All Smells that End Well.