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I would like to assist in the development of this product, by
selflessly, and without consideration for my own personal
safety, volunteering [8th] as a guinea pig. |
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What about the other colours? |
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According to my daughter, purple is the only one that really
matters, unless you can throw in pink as well... |
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All you need for that is a Broccoli Training Club. |
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"Red and yellow and pink and green,
Purple and orange and blue,
I can fart a rainbow, fart a rainbow, fart a rainbow too.
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Listen with your eyes ,
Listen with your ears,
and fart everything you see,
I can fart a rainbow, fart a rainbow, fart along with me.
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Red and yellow and pink and green,
Purple and orange and blue,
I can fart a rainbow, fart a rainbow, fart a rainbow too ! "
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// Don't breathe it...// Why ? |
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I don't think this should be about the visual sense. Ammonium tri-iodine probably isn't the correct purple needed. Flowers have all the "colours" needed. A puff of petal confetti ? if colour is really needed. |
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// I don't think this should be about the visual sense. // |
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It isn't. It's about the auditory sense, i.e. the explosion. |
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// Ammonium tri-iodine probably isn't the correct purple needed.
// |
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Who cares about the colour ? |
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Mene mene tekel 'oo farted? |
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"And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts say, A measure of wheat for a penny, and three measures of barley for a penny; and see thou hurt not the oil and the wine ... Pffffftttttt ... oh, sorry, please excuse me ..." |
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Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of the
farty. |
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" ... So he passed over, and all the trumpets sounded for him on the other side. And he spake unto them saying, phwoooorgh, who's been eating eggs ? And verily did the sparrows fall from the sky, and the putty came out of the windows, and the milk turneth sour; and all the clocks stopped... and he did cry up to Heaven, saying, Whhrfl hrrrf erffflf frrrff hnnfffl, yfffnnn hhhft ? yet answer camed there none, for he hath pressed a cloth over his nose and mouth with both hands, that he might thereby keep the stench from him, and thus were his words lost ... " |
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You forgot the attribution for your quote. I believe it's from
Henry IV, fart II. |
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With some aerosolized metallic salts and an igniter your farticulates could become fireworks. |
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So this sharp potpourri without the Bronie cuteness. (?category Product:Prank) |
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