Smells Like Dead Flesh

The Lineup: Sasha, Maggie Green, Glenn Rhee, Daryl Dixon, Rick Grimes, Morgan Jones, Gabriel Stokes, Deanna Monroe, Aaron, Jessie Anderson, and Spencer Monroe (can you tell I watch the show?)

Fart Factor: A terrifying 8 out of 10. Two sides are accusing each other, while Rick either dares Morgan to fess up or accuse him. Morgan intensely avoids eye contact. Meanwhile, a brown cloud hangs over the entire neighborhood.

Most Likely Fart Suspect: Maggie. She ate the last can of sardines, and let's just say it wasn't properly sealed.

Whoa, Easy There, Bessie.

Here's an unknown but terrifically titled classic western.

The Lineup: An oversized cowboy, his fearless 1:2 scale sidekick, and the nice girl who works at the sundae shop on Miller Street.

Fart Factor: Pretty huge with that title. Man, if it was just that title against the cloud background, I would have already said 20 out of 10.

Most Likely Fart Suspect: That wasn't a fart. One of the rancher's cows shit outside your bedroom window.

And Yet Another Unfortunate Album Cover

Alternate titles: Squeezed Dreams, Eurfarting, and No More I Love Yous.

WFF--Freaky Friday (2003)

Overall Fart Factor: 9

Unfortunately, a Closed Door Session.

The lineup: Your Rosenberg City Council. Standing L to R: Councilor James Hopkins, Councilor Joe Segura, Councilor Tom Suter, Councilor Dwayne Grigar. Seated L to R: Councilor Waline Sebesta, Mayor Joe Gurecky, Councilor Antonio Martinez.

Fart Factor: A Texas-sized 9 out of 10. Jimmy the Giant, "Short" Joe, T-Bone and Dwayne "The Lip" vote "aye" on the motion to adjourn. Waline the Praline knows something is afoot- or should we say, abutt. Mayor Joe tries to raise a point of order in the brouhaha, and Tony would rather not be recognized by the Chair. And from looking at those droopy flags, you just know the boardroom has poor ventilation.

Most likely fart suspect: Dwayne. He'll deny it every time, but it's always Dwayne.