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Some little ones starting from when I went to work today.

Cloth seats in a car are like a well seasoned pan. The seat absorbs some of each fart and gives a little bit of the old stench with every new fart.

Also my car has a wiring issue that makes it so the passenger window won’t go down. 😈 It’s why the guys don’t let me drive us to lunch any more. It was a pretty nasty surprise the first day it happened.

To my followers:

A big reason I stopped posting here, and no longer used Snapchat or Kik was someone posted my vids elsewhere. I wasn’t surprised, it’s the internet 🤷‍♂️, but I did feel a little stupid for not watermarking my shit.

However, one of the main reasons I came on here was to find farters and seats to potentially meet in person. This video uncredited takes chances away from that happening, and potentially videos from such a meet up.

So please if you can take the time to report these videos I will begin posting again shortly. I have begun the process of starting up on Snapchat, which I use mostly to post to my story and auto compile a days farts. I’m working on those videos as well as a project I’m working on for tomorrow involving some chili and my unwitting coworkers.

I will continue to post here, and leave my blog up as long as Tumblr will allow. I also plan on backing these videos up elsewhere.

I keep getting asked how they smell. So I’ll show you what my coworkers think. I gassed them away from their machines before. Sadly all the background noise doesn’t make it worth recording in the shop.

Did you vote yesterday? I almost added a brown stripe to this flag.

Not a lot of bark, but a whole lot of bite. I got a dry heave from a guy who was running the machine closest to mine. Lentils are not my friend, or maybe it’s all the habaneros I’ve been using.

Yesterday I had made sloppy joes with lentils (same effect as beans) instead of beef, some tacos and ate 5 eggs for breakfast and it’s still fucking retched.

It’s like leftover refried beans were left in the fridge too long, then opened after someone ripped of the eggiest farts you’d ever smell.

When I got out of bed I was not prepared for what wafted out from under my blanket. I made 4 eggs today, and when I came back after 15 minutes to play some games before work it just hung in the air of my room.

Want more good news? I’m going to do it all again today. Who said meal prep wasn’t worth it?

This was at just over 48 hours with no shower on top of day two of some of my best brew. Which one do you want to smell first?