Showing posts with label fire deuce. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fire deuce. Show all posts

Friday, May 30, 2014

"Left Behind," Indeed


The Lineup: Nicolas Cage, Jordin Sparks, and the Nebraska City Theatre Players.

Fart Factor: An apocalyptic 8.4 out of 10. Jordin Sparks tries to wring the odor out of her keffiyeh. Blonde Girl 1 keeps it casual. Nicolas Cage's Face tries to deal with the fact that it was Photoshopped onto Captain Charlie Sheen's body. Froggy Fresh still can't believe you dunked on him. And Blonde Girl 2 keeps it professional. And they all cannot believe lighting farts could decimate a city like that, honest.

Most Likely Fart Suspect: Detroit

Monday, March 10, 2008

When Storms Collide, Part III, Chapter Six: How Large Gas Balls Have Managed To Escape the Confines of My Lower Intestines To Invade Your Nostrils


The lineup: Over-wrought art-rock band Coheed & Cambria. CDs available at all Hot Topic and Hot Topic Express stores.

Fart Factor: 4 out of 10. No wind is blowing any hair here, so we know it was a meted-out squeaker. And woe is the photographer who was low to the ground. From left to right, Michael breaks his concentration at the clap of noise. Claudio maintains a facade of seriousness, although he seems to protest too much... Joshua pops his collar against the oncoming winds, and Travis takes it all in stride.

Most likely fart suspect: Travis. His side project is named "Fire Deuce." And that's all the evidence you need, really.