Showing posts with label tank top fever. Show all posts
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Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Did You Hear That?



The Lineup: Hannah Montana and a floating head with frosted tips.

Fart Factor: 7 out of 10. Miley Cyrus heard something loud, and it made her stop smiling for once. The floating head with frosted tips tries to hide behind the sun. And two miniature people hold on tight as the weeds are blown by the enormous ass-wind.

Most Likely Fart Suspect: Since floating heads don't typically have anuses, we're going to have to go with Miley Cyrus here. Poot!

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Snikt! Poot!


The Lineup: The guy who empties my gutters every fall, the guy who rings me up at the car wash, Hugh Jackman, Liev Schreiber with a terrible manicure, and the girl who I gave a look to on the bus.

Fart Factor: 7.3 out of 10. Wolverine is pretty defiant of the accusation, whereas everyone else can't even bring themselves to look at the camera. Or else someone dropped a nickel.

Most Likely Fart Suspect: The guy who empties my gutters every fall. I always knew that sound wasn't from the squeaky gutters.