#31: Beef and Broccoli

The Lineup: The Japanese dude from Inception, John Cusack, the woman from Miami Vice, and Chow Yun-Fat. All looking like they're pissing on a city below.

Fart Factor: An intriguing 5.7 out of 10. Ken Watanabe arches an accusing eyebrow. John Cusack tries to get Peter Gabriel's "In Your Eyes" out of his head, Li Gong bravely sits through the gas, and Chow Yun-Fat wishes he could backflip out of there.

Most Likely Fart Suspect: Chow Yun-Fat. You could tell because the fart smelled hard boiled. Get it?

The Gas Face

The Lineup: A whole slew of rappers I've never heard of, looking threatening or threatened because someone just broke out an ass cipher.

Fart Factor: A respectable 9.2 out of 10. In the mix, surprise, shock, outrage, and social commentary.


MC Hoof Artid cannot "Belee Dat."


Superintendent Air Bizkit wishes his hat could be pulled lower.


Lighta Match was reading the New York Times and doesn't appreciate the distraction.


MC Skidd Marx regrets being the "featured" artist instead of T-Pain.


Pooter Tang wants to get to the bottom of this, without getting to the bottom of this.


Most Likely Fart Suspect: Mistah Fab. He tries to ignore the hub-bub, but you can see he's breaking a sweat over it.

Geez, that's a smell that will melt your...

(alternate entry title: Mask On.)

The lineup: The Artist Formerly Known As Lil' Bow Wow. And the former lead singer of B2K. Both rising Columbia Records stars on the way to Platinum sales and sold out shows, distracted momentarily by a squeaker.

Fart Factor: 9 out of 10. Two strong, defiant personalities looking accusingly at one another. They stand on the gaseous plains on the outskirts of a generic city, braving the ass clouds that swirl about them.

Most likely fart suspect: Judging by the direction of the wind and the more disgusted look on Bow Wow's face, Omarion.