I should have posted for a previous QOTW but will crowbar in here..
We (as in my other half and step daughter) were going on holiday to Rhodes a couple of months back and I'm not the best one for going on planes. The nervousness is a good substitute for a full enama whilst also producing a lot of wind. It was so bad that when I was in the airport toilet depositing several kids at the pool I heard people coming in going 'what the fuck is that smell...somethings died'....etc.

Before the flight we were going round the usual duty free shops and my flatulence was the true definition of silent but violent, melting anything it came into contact with. I decided a bit of crop dusting was in order and decided to do this one aisle over from a group of lads going on holiday to Shagaluf or somewhere like that. My other half instantly looked at me with a look that would normally only be reserved for being caught pissing in the corner of the bedroom when drunk. What happened next has had us all laughing like loons whenever we remember the holiday....

lad 1: Was that you?!?!?!
lad 2: No, no, it stinks, nothing to do with me!!!
lad 1: You are fucking stinking, there's no way your sleeping in the room
lad 2: It's nothing to do with me!!!!
lad 1,3,4: You're on the balcony tonight

So to lad 2 , if you saw 3 people trying their best not to wet themselves as they left the duty free I was the one responsible....sorry
(Studentken is looking for motivation on, Fri 7 Dec 2012, 10:25, Reply)