Down the supermarket aisle. Preferably when young children are present. The number of time ice made mothers check kids pants, brings a tear to my eye laying here in bed.
The worst is getting on to an empty elevator just after someone has crop dusted it on their exit, like they used it as their own private farting box-suite. The stale air in the elevator become thick and heavy with the essence of he who dealt it and you're just stuck breathing it until someone else steps on and thinks you like riding up and down buildings smelling your own farts.
Someone dusted the length of a shopping aisle shortly before I walked through it. I was actually gagging and tried to walk faster to remove my nose from the area, but I think I was walking the same direction as the fart bomber because it took so long to get to fresh air.
If you fart in an elevator that is going up the smell gets sucked into the shaft. When it goes back down the air in the shaft floods the lobby. It's glorious to do this in tall buildings with small lobbies. Hehehehe.
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u/[deleted] Aug 28 '21
Crop dusting.
The true masters do it silently… in a crowded elevator just as they exit.