when a ho fart, issa a ho fart
usually smell real funky
mix a stinkpuss and doodoo
i think i smell a hofart
yo dass nasty
jesus
when a white ass country club motherfucker takes his lil prick out and flicks it around in the face of an unwilling woman. usually performed after said country club assho' has done a few keg stands and given gay head to his friend tobin.
a: brett got pretty kavanasty last night
b: really?
a: yeah, he took his little winkledick out again and got up in a girl's face with it.
b: man, that kid sucks.
a: let's make him a supreme court justice.
b: okay cool.
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on certain occasions, after one has consumed a particularly elegant mealâfor example, of curried mussels with sausages, french fried potatoes, and port wine drunk from pig's bladdersâone may seek to capture the essence of one's gaseous excretions in a flask. this typically happens only once or twice in a decade. the very best farts are known "body-spirits," or "esprit-de-corps," in the original french. such ripples will gain in complexity during the years they spend in the bottle, acquiring notes of dogshit, turpentine, penis sweat, and shark farts.
jamal: shall or shan't we uncork a few vintage farts this eve?
edgar: but of course, my good man.
jamal: i'll let you do the honors.
edgar: let me just take a dump right quick.
jamal: yeah no prob.
edgar: just opened it. smells so friggin good. just smells just like a dick.
jamal: cool.
edgar: yeah sick.
a portmanteau of the words "stink"and "pinkerton."
stink refers to something smelly, namely a fart.
pinkerton refers to a private detective.
thus, a stinkerton is a private detective hired to investigate the origins of a particular rip. the best stinkertons have backgrounds in fartography. if a trained fartographer is present at the scene of a true stink, undoubtedly he/it/they will be able to identify who released the rotten wind.
cadwallader: i lit'rally just dumpt unto my trousers.
triebwasser: shall we ring up a stinkerton?
cadwallader: wha'for, dear man? i just confessed to the smell-crime.
triebwasser: fair enough, my liege. 'tis a true abomination of the senses.
This is when someone who you really don't expect to fart a lot actually does #fart a ton.
Can also refer to someone who, you wouldn't expect their farts to be bad, but actually they're an abomination to the senses.
warold hörstler: bro, you fuck with larry's sister? she got some nicers.
jiminy glick: dudestein she a stinkums magoo.
warold hörstler: whatchu mean, son?
jiminy glick: brozilla one time i was hiding under the sofa trying to catch a glimpse and whatnot, and all a sudden, i'm blastit wif like some da nastiest odeurs i ever face in my life.
warold hörstler: sick!
jiminy glick: smell like someone take a dumpski in a bag a doritos and seal it up and then roast it at 450 degs, namsayin?
warold hörstler: sick!
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a ripple is a disturbance to the air resulting from a fart. typically sinusoidal in form, ripples vary in frequency and periodicity in accordance with the velocity and #stinkprofile of a given assblast. on rare occasion, a ripple may double back on itself, taking the form of a parametric curve. in this case, the vibrating farticules may produce intensities of stink that are frankly immeasurable.
while ripples were first described in rudimentary form by maimonides, and subsequently by leonardo davinci, it was not until the late nineteenth century that johnald g. stinkefeller, then seven years old, first documented the shape of a ripple using a device of his own devising known as a #blastmeter. forty years later, his calculations were confirmed by Albrecht A. Anustain.
todd: doth you smell-witness a stink in this chambre?
barry: doth i.
todd: where art the blastmeter?
barry: blast it open.
todd: i just shit my drawers. i can feelst the ripple.
a gaseous emission occurring during or shortly after the consumption of significant quantities of cannabis. true cannafarts have the potential to produce psychedelic effects in those who inhale their fumes. in eastern Ukraine, rural villagers participate in a practice wherein five to ten men gather in a small cedar sauna, eat copious quantities of beans while smoking bongs of hashish, and cannafart themselves into oblivion, colloquially known as the Slavic hotbox.
person one: did you just cannafart?
person two: why do you ask?
person one: suddenly, this room smells like a fresh turd and i'm super high.
person two: as a matter of fact, i did. i cannafarted.
person one: thanks for being honest about it. do you think you have another stored up?
person two: sure do. rips fat stinker
person one: nice. thanks.