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Brain-farting is when your brain farts in reaction to something hilarious.
Brain-farted is when your brain lagged
Your joke was so Brain-farting
I was daydreaming at my maths class until my teacher surprised me with a question and I legit Brain-farted
It’s plain and simple. Right there in the word itself. It’s a fart that is super smelly but also very stanky. We love some loud, super smelly stanky farts. Am I right? *makes farting noise with armpit followed by crowd of elementary schoolers fucking dying laughing*
Mack: Yo, I was giving this girl the pipe last night right? Then all the sudden she sat on my face and annihilated it with a super smelly stanky fart. It reeked of a combination of Taco Bell, Arby’s, and Buffalo Wild Wings.
Kenny: Man, I wish I had a girl that would project an incredibly super smelly stanky fart onto my face. She sounds awesome.
*kenny dies of AIDS*
Unlike a mildly-to-moderately-heated first- or second-degree fart that may merely cause minor reddening and/or blistering, this term refers to a super-hot expellation of concentrated putrid methane that not only broils Uranus and singes your butthole-hairs on the way out, but it also scorches the thigh/knee of any unfortunate fellow human being who happens to be unsuspectingly holding you on his lap at the time! It is wise, therefore, to be constantly "aware" of your colon's current "status" or "progression" of fart-activity whenever you're canoodling with someone, so that if you "feel one on the way", you can hastily hop off (here's one case where your lover most definitely **won't** think you rude or anti-social when you abruptly/wordlessly bounce up off his lap) and direct your posteriors away from your snuggle-buddy, anyone else within a fifty-foot radius, and of course, any source of fire (yes, farts are VERY MUCH flammable!), such as the outdoor grille that's currently frying up another big batch of the same beans 'n' hot wings that made you have the awful flatulence in the first place.
Redneck chick: I don't wanna have any interruption of the romantic snuggle-time with my hopefully-future-husband at our family's backyard barbecue this evening, so I'd better not partake of any of that rich spicy stuff that always gives me the third-degree farts!
You Need To Go To The Toilet When You Unleash This!
Extremely Wet Farts = Bathroom Needed To Resolve
A fart that gets trapped in either bedding or clothing and much later when the farter moves, the rancid ghost of last night’s dinner is unleashed having “lingered”, thusly olafactory senses are offended by the cranberry fart.
Sister: OMG! Did you just fart?
Brother: I sure did but that was 5 minutes ago.
Sister: (heaves) oh gross! You cranberry farted! Did you have to let it linger?
Brother: (smiling) no, but I love that it finally got you.