The Shape of My Fart

(alternate titles: Unbreaking Wind, Tiger Beef Magazine, Climbing the Farts)

The lineup: The four Backstreet Boys who decided to reunite, minus the one that sort of looked like Daniel Day Lewis.

Fart Factor: A casual 5 out of 10. From left to right, (Editor's Note: I did NOT know these dudes' names and had to Wikipedia them) Brian Littrell maintains eye contact with the camera through the mist; Nick Carter wonders if the fart somehow affected his hair; Howie Dorough suspiciously plays the innocent; and I can't tell what A.J. McLean is thinking through all that shit on his face.

Most Likely Fart Suspect: Brian Littrell always wanted his own solo release. And there it was.

A soft breeze down below.

The Lineup:

Three men feel festive, one feels gassy.

According to the imminently reliable Wikipedia, a kilt is a "traditional garment of modern Scottish or Celtic (more specifically Gaelic) culture typically worn by men."

For men who fart, however, it's just a colorful wind tunnel.

Fart Factor:

7 out of 10

Most Likely Fart Suspect:

The Celtic (specifically Gaelic) or Scot on the right.