What a mess Tyler Durden has made.

NOTE: THE FOLLOWING IS A GUEST ENTRY SUBMITTED BY LOS ANGELES-BASED ART DIRECTOR AND FREQUENT FARTER VINCE SOLIVEN.

The Lineup:

Brad Pitt, pre-father-of-10-third-world-country-kids, and Edward Norton.

Fart Factor:

9.8765 out of 10. That black photoshopped line is the only thing separating the two. Unfortunately, it doesn't block the pungent smell. One is obviously suffering more than the other.

Most Likely Fart Suspect:

this is a no-brainer. Brad smiles with a sense of accomplishment while his co-star has the typical "you expect me to lick your taint after that?" look. Brad Pitt, I find you guilty.

Interesting Twist:

Brad actually likes the smell of farts. Ed farted, but realized he sharted. Pass the soap.

I'll Tell You What I Smell, What I Really Really Smell

The Lineup: Five old broads trying to scrape some grocery money together. I'm sure we all know what their names are, so I won't bother with introductions.

Fart Factor: 4 out of 10. It's a pretty innocuous shot until you start to look more closely. And let's ignore the ridiculous boobs for a second here and FOCUS. Posh seems to distance herself from the goings on because she just caught wind. Sporty is somehow happily oblivious. Same with Ginger, although her loose-fitting hippie dress and wide stance arouses suspicion. Baby straddles the line between staying for the photo and leaving the situation. Scary has smelled enough and starts to leave the photo shoot altogether.

Most Likely Fart Suspect: Baby.