STOP THAT TRAIN!

The Lineup: Somewhere between Norwood and Forest Hills, the train car with only two passengers has gotten too crowded. Shelby is on her way to an important lunch meeting. Karl is just riding for fun.

Fart Factor: By the surprised look on her face, 8. That thang be stankin'.

Most Likely Fart Suspect: No surprise twist here. It's him. Oh God, it's him.

Sitting In the Back Pew.

The lineup: The always-pissed Ice Cube, the always-working- blue Katt Williams, and the always-making-that-smirk Tracy Morgan.

Fart Factor: 9.3 out of 10. The room is electric with accusation, insinuation, and fresh beef. Katt Williams wishes he weren't so short and close to the ground. Tracy gives a knowing look, telling someone to fess up. Ice Cube ain't havin' it.

Most likely fart suspect: Not Katt. Not Tracy. But I'll be damned if I'm going to accuse someone who was known to have said

I'm meaner than a mutha-fucking hyena, chasing antelope
Put a chrome to your dome, watch it bust like a cantaloupe

Fuck it. YOU tell him.