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Here's an old movie, but let's play anyway:

The Lineup: Some guy I've never seen before and some woman I've never heard of. Just kidding! It's the most famous bachelor on the planet, George Clooney and Catherine Zeta Jones Douglas Sheen!

Fart Factor: A solid (or gaseous?) 8 out of 10. Clooney is both accusatory and guilty-looking. But Zeta Jones appears that she pointed her ass his way.

Most Likely Fart Factor: Sean Penn. He volunteered.

Smells Rotten

The Lineup: Hellboy, Charlie from LOST, and 2 evil characters from a Dickens novel.

Fart Factor: A breezy 7 out of 10. Ron Perlman is caught at his least expressive, meaning he doesn't even smell the fart. Dominic Monaghan, however, is getting chest pains from inhaling. The left old coot suspects everyone else. The right old coot considers whipping his horse.

Most Likely Fart Suspect: Left old coot. You can tell he's the one that farted because all the color went out of his face.

Blast From the Past

The Lineup: Grandma, YOU, and Mom, circa 1970.

Fart Factor: 5 out of 10. The two adults in the room are pretty incredulous, but you seem either oblivious to the smell or are proud of what you just farted out.

Most Likely Fart Suspect: Grandma. She farted so hard the silver in the cabinet darkened.

Breakfast? No Thanks.

The Lineup: A princess, a brain, and an athlete.

Fart Factor: Pretty high. I heard a noise from the other room, and I know it was one of you. So you better tell me who it was right now. You know what? You just bought yourself another Saturday, mister.

Most Likely Fart Suspect: The big statue. At least that's what the basket case said.