SMEL AMI

Finally, a new WFP post! Sorry if I haven't posted since September, but I've been busy playing the lottery and hoarding.

The Lineup: Uma, Kristin, Twilight, and Wednesday. All somehow dressed in the Google logo colors.

Fart Factor: A lukewarm 4. Uma ain't tellin' nobody nuthin'. Kristin looks around to see what smells as bad as "The English Patient." Sparkly boy wishes he could fan out his waistcoat, and Christina wonders what happened to the rest of her neck.

Most Likely Fart Suspect: Google! They do everything now!

Burning Methane

The Line-uppe: Monsieur Vin Diesel Look-alike een a well tailored suit, Monsieur Jean-Philippe Badass sans shirt, et Mademoiselle Hugeboob in a French action film explosif de Alain Desrotters. Oh la la!

Facteur de Fart: 7 out of, how do you say, 10?


Monsieur Baldé theenks that somewohn has leeked a fart een the atmosphere. He cannot believe his nostreels!


Jean-Luc Scruffé can smell something térrible, certainement. Eet has started to curl hees hair, no?


Et le pretty lady avec les grandes nichons knows the foul odour ees wafting een her direction. C'est horrible pour elle!


There ees also a personne spirituele gigantique een the background, seeting een the meest. Ees he the source of the fart? Or is he the fart eetself?

Most Likely Suspect de Fart: Germany. They start everytheeng!