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My little sister got all the hand-me-downs so sometimes her pants had a hole in the crotch. if we ever caught her farting we would tell her to stop because she would blow a hole in her pants. she seemed to believe us.
When my twin sis and I were little, our older sister farted and when we started freaking out saying, "Brooke you farted!" She told us that she didn't do it. My twin and I knew that we didn't so of course we denied her saying she didn't pass the gas. She replied, "I didn't fart because I'm a princess and I'm pretty and pretty princesses don't fart!"
I believed her, but my twin didn't.....
I used to believe that babies didn't fart, but children over 6 and adults did.
However, a clip on You've Been Framed! - a UK comedy home video show - which showed a freshly powdered baby lying on its tummy and then farting a cloud of talcum powder proved otherwise!
I used to think that when somebody farted, little black dots came out that looked like pepper specks.
My older cuzion used to tell me when i was 5 that every time you farted ou got skinner i was a little chubby then so i woild let it out whenever i could until i was 8 when he told me the truth
My old baby-sitter oddly named farts 'churchies'. She mentioned this several times and, not knowing the correct name was fart, believed that only people who didn't attend church had bad gas.
When I was 4 we were getting ready to move from Texas to Washington. My mom told me that it is illegal to fart in Washington. If I farted the "pooper scooper squad" would come and take me to the "pooper Pokey". I cried because I didn't understand how was supposed to hold my farts in.
I thought farting was magical wind, and if you did it loud and hard, you would be able to move yourself.
I used to believe farts were light blue bubbles that came out of your butt (why they were blue bubbles, I'll never know). I used to fart in my bed in the dark and dive under the covers real fast, trying to see them before they popped and disappeared....and I wondered why my big sister hated sharing a room with me!
My mom told me that she had stocked up on a "new" invention that you spray around the house and if someone farts the air around their butt turns purple and a purple cloud follows them and everyone knows they farted. I was very feminine and girly when i was younger so i was terrified that everyone would find out that i fart! lol
When I was younger my parents would take my 4 sisters and I out to the movies and while walking down the sidewalk my Dad would let out a LOUD FART and then he would blame it on one of us girls. Well when he did it this time we were walking right by this Gym where there were soooooo many FINE looking Guys lifting weights and when Dad said that to me I was sooooo embarassed....
When I was 5 my brother told me to strech a huge wad of gum over my bum. And then fart to make fart bubbles.This was fun
If you farted it would eat the skin off your butt
I was always a quizzical kid. Back in the mid 1970's, I was asking what the word "leisure" was. My sister, who was getting tired of all of my questions, told me that "leisure" meant "fart". Of course my next question was why would anybody want to wear a "fart suit". Even today when certain body functions are churnning, I say that I "leisured".
I used to believe if you fart hard enough you can fly
I used to believe that if you had to fart and held it in too long that it would cause you to blow up
when i was little i used to believe that if i said "excuse me " when i fated , the smell would go away (it didn't!)
i used to believe that stomach aches were farts stuck in sideways.
I used to believe that the natural gas trucks you see on the road were filled up with fart gas. I thought that people hooked up a hose to their butt and farted as hard as they could,the gas would travel up the hose into the trucks tank. That's why I always thought natural gas was so expensive.
I used to believe that if you stood in front of an open woodstove when it was hot, and farted, the tozic fumes of the fart would catch fire. I tried this many times, and so did my brother, but alas we could never make our farts catch fire.