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They'd better be soundproof, too. Confident, my ass...
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 24, 2007 at 09:31 AM
Always with confidence. Sometimes with secondary harmonics and theatrical gestures.
Posted by: Hammond Rye | January 24, 2007 at 09:32 AM
I can't wait to see them being demonstrated on QVC!
Posted by: bookbabie | January 24, 2007 at 09:33 AM
could they make a pair for my dog?
Posted by: crossgirl | January 24, 2007 at 09:33 AM
a built-in, multi-layered replaceable filter, made of felt, charcoal and fibreglass wool.
The reality is, you are so uncomfortable, there's no way to let 'er rip.
Posted by: Meditrina | January 24, 2007 at 09:34 AM
Oh please. A fart without aroma is like a morning without sunshine. And I'm really not wild about the idea of having fiberglass wool anywhere near that area!
Posted by: fivver | January 24, 2007 at 09:34 AM
Charcaol filters didn't work on cigarettes, I don't know why they would here.
Posted by: Lairbo | January 24, 2007 at 09:35 AM
That woman who got kicked off a plane for lighting matches will be the first in line to buy one.
Posted by: slyeyes | January 24, 2007 at 09:35 AM
Does the banner ad above it have to say "Download Now!"?
(And *SNORK!@Hammond)
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | January 24, 2007 at 09:35 AM
Holy sh1t!!! I don't wanna be around when they take them off. I've had a heck of a day. Is it too early to open the blog bar? It's 4:35 pm and 90 in the shade over here.
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | January 24, 2007 at 09:36 AM
Was that a train going by or did someone cut the cheese?
Posted by: Meditrina | January 24, 2007 at 09:37 AM
But does it stand up to the challenge of broccoli and sauerkraut night?
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 24, 2007 at 09:37 AM
To "cover" the sound problem, they could rig up a device to automatically crank up the volume on your iPod at the first indication of an impending emission. It'd be called the iPoot.
Posted by: Lairbo | January 24, 2007 at 09:37 AM
I sent this one in on Monday, and mine has an accompanying photo. I wonder if they would be obvious under a pair of slacks or a clingy dress?
Posted by: Baron VonKlyff | January 24, 2007 at 09:37 AM
I don't know ANY self-respecting, chili-eating, beer-drinking guys who would wear these.
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | January 24, 2007 at 09:38 AM
let's see, either air-tight underwear made of felt, charcoal and fibreglass, or social embarrassment. hmm... i'll take the embarrassment.
"Always with confidence. Sometimes with secondary harmonics and theatrical gestures." - snork
Posted by: mudstuffin | January 24, 2007 at 09:38 AM
Baron I think they would be slightly noticable under the male leggings...
Posted by: fivver | January 24, 2007 at 09:39 AM
BvK: So, it'll be a while before the thong version is inrtroduced...
Posted by: lairbo | January 24, 2007 at 09:39 AM
Do they make a thong version? I simply can't abide panty lines.
Posted by: Meditrina | January 24, 2007 at 09:39 AM
I would have to agree there, fivver. I think I will stick with the unmuffled approach.
Posted by: Baron VonKlyff | January 24, 2007 at 09:40 AM
my wife says to sign me up...I however, like to toot my own horn
Posted by: Chaz | January 24, 2007 at 09:40 AM
I think that a thong version would just change the offending sounds into musical notes much the same way as a reed does for a saxamaphone.
Posted by: Baron vonKlyff | January 24, 2007 at 09:42 AM
Air tight? What happens when they are taken off? It makes my eyes water just to think about it.
Posted by: From another world | January 24, 2007 at 09:42 AM
why do farts have smell?
so deaf people can enjoy them as well.
Posted by: mudstuffin | January 24, 2007 at 09:42 AM
FAW - Especially after DPC has been drinking beer at the chili cook-off. Whoa baby! Don't light a match, my scooter will launch like a rocket. Wheeeeeeee!
Posted by: Meditrina | January 24, 2007 at 09:44 AM
HEY!! who let one go??????????
*snorks* all around folks!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 24, 2007 at 09:47 AM
Are these going to marketed as crapalytic converters?
Posted by: fivver | January 24, 2007 at 09:49 AM
a beer-drinking pot-bellied gent
made friends wherever he went
from his lumpy butt
you could hear a 'putt-putt'
but could not detect a foul scent
Posted by: mudstuffin | January 24, 2007 at 09:51 AM
So, this is Arrivaderci, Aroma?
Posted by: BDeano | January 24, 2007 at 09:53 AM
This just in ... or out, as the case may be.
Buck Weimer ==> muckier web
Posted by: MOTW | January 24, 2007 at 09:59 AM
Steve-Shouldn't that be "DBeano?" just sayin'
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | January 24, 2007 at 09:59 AM
Due to the stomach flu, our Christmas dinner wound up being my immediate family, Mom, Dad, Sis and me. We were almost finished eating, and the 2 month old baby woke up. Dad was holding the baby at the table, and let the greasiest, gnarliest, foulest, unbelievable fart rip.
Without pausing, he looks down at the baby and exclaimed, "Charlie!" I snorked mashed potatoes and gravy (not comfortable).
The price of dinner: a couple hundred bucks.
My Dad: PRICELESS
Posted by: Meditrina | January 24, 2007 at 09:59 AM
snork @ Baron!
*fweep!*
Posted by: Leetie | January 24, 2007 at 10:00 AM
Yeah, Baron' ... that fiberglass is gonna chafe somethin' big-time ... and ... "airtight ... waterproof" ... that's gonna create a closed environment much like a greenhouse, with lotsa humidity ... fungal growths would become rampant (not Rampart) ... yeast would thrive ...
Nah, y'all are gonna hafta deal with at least one cowboy (this one, Cést Moi!) who's not gonna even think of tryin' these on ...
Posted by: OtheU(manity) | January 24, 2007 at 10:00 AM
LOL Meanie, but I read Beano...time to clean my puter screen.
and Med, aren't we always blaming someone else?? LOL
Posted by: Siouxie | January 24, 2007 at 10:02 AM
Med' ... y'all weren't there when I posted ... when that sorta thing happens around our place -- and the grandkids are around -- I usually blame them, speakin' their name with some tone of accusatory disdain ...
The girls merely give me a withering look and say, "Grandpa ... that wuz YOU!"
The boys merely giggle ...
Posted by: OtheU(manity) | January 24, 2007 at 10:03 AM
I think dogs are amazingly convenient to blame it on. Just sayin'.
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 24, 2007 at 10:05 AM
The other day the cat farted. Neither of us have ever heard one do that before so when I told her, She was in the den on the desktop playing Pogo™. She blamed me.
Posted by: Juggler of Geese | January 24, 2007 at 10:06 AM
Airtight? So wouldn't they inflate like a big balloon? ("Stay away from the bean dip, just look, it went straight to Millie's thighs!")
Posted by: artchick | January 24, 2007 at 10:11 AM
btw, since I didn't wait the mandatory minute between posts earlier, our very alert spambot has been kindly asking me to type those unreadable symbols at every post.
bot??? I fart in your general direction.
excuse me.
Posted by: Siouxie | January 24, 2007 at 10:11 AM
*TMI alert*
Fart with confidence? Ever since I "sharted" after eating Chili Man™ chili, I will never fart with confidence again.
/TMI
Posted by: random thunking | January 24, 2007 at 10:11 AM
*SNORK* @ Random. *looks again, repeats *snork**
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 24, 2007 at 10:14 AM
My dog will fart and try to blame it on me.
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | January 24, 2007 at 10:14 AM
random?
Posted by: Leetie | January 24, 2007 at 10:19 AM
*snork* at "sharted"
Posted by: ubetcha | January 24, 2007 at 10:20 AM
LOL at Baron, artchick
LMAO at random's TMI
Posted by: diverdowndoc | January 24, 2007 at 10:21 AM
Arghhh! My eyes! Leetie, how could you!?!
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 24, 2007 at 10:22 AM
Leetie - OMG! He gambled.............
AND LOST!
Posted by: Meditrina | January 24, 2007 at 10:23 AM
still laughing
Posted by: diverdowndoc | January 24, 2007 at 10:23 AM
Did anybody read my 9:36? just wondering,
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | January 24, 2007 at 10:23 AM
These things look like those adult incontinnence pants. They've just changed the liner. Or maybe they haven't, they've just found a new marketing angle.
and *snork* at EVERYone
Mot I'm pretty sure we could arrange an AM (PM for you) bar opening. The rest of us could be having our morning mimosas (or whatever) and you could have your after-a-difficult-day-at-work harder stuff.
Posted by: mm | January 24, 2007 at 10:25 AM
Mot the sun's always over the yardarm somewhere. Go for it!
Posted by: fivver | January 24, 2007 at 10:25 AM
Maybe simosas, Mot- I've got a very late shift tonight, so I'm just getting going.
Still wiping tears away after Random and Leetie's posts.
Posted by: diverdowndoc | January 24, 2007 at 10:25 AM
A mimosa simul-toast mm and fivver!
Posted by: diverdowndoc | January 24, 2007 at 10:27 AM
Mot is that 9:36 your time or our time?
And honey, it's always happy hour in Margaritaville, so let 'er rip!
Posted by: Meditrina | January 24, 2007 at 10:27 AM
Leetie I think you owe the Blog a round of mind bleach.
Posted by: From another world | January 24, 2007 at 10:28 AM
*OT post*
Any thoughts on how to get diverdowndog to quit barking when the yard guys are here? She is driving me nuts!
Posted by: diverdowndoc | January 24, 2007 at 10:29 AM
his confidence ain't been the same
some say that chili-man's to blame
he ripped one whole-hearted
and regretably sharted
now his intestinal fortitude's lame
Posted by: mudstuffin | January 24, 2007 at 10:29 AM
Brilliant, mud.
Posted by: diverdowndoc | January 24, 2007 at 10:30 AM
Will it remove that pudding stain?
Posted by: Leetie | January 24, 2007 at 10:30 AM
Just wondering, Leetie- how did you find that picture? Someone you know?
Posted by: diverdowndoc | January 24, 2007 at 10:31 AM
DDD: this works for my idiot dog. Great for kids too! ;)
Posted by: Leetie | January 24, 2007 at 10:32 AM
i still think that the idea posed on SNL a few years back is a much better idea. y'all remember "Flatuscents". They come in 'New Car', 'Leather' and other flavors. I think for those truly afflicted (and you know who you are), this would be a little more convenient than having what looks like a gas mask filter in your undies.
Posted by: wickedwitch | January 24, 2007 at 10:34 AM
ddd: that pic was floated around by the bloglits a few years ago. I think Mr.Fisher found it FIRST! It's always been one of my faves.
Posted by: Leetie | January 24, 2007 at 10:35 AM
I was beginning to feel like chopped liver. And as for that "random" posting, it's enough to drive any sane person to drink. Not that there'r many sane people around here. Just saying.
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | January 24, 2007 at 10:35 AM
ddd: that pic was floated around by the bloglits a few years ago. I think Mr.Fisher found it FIRST! It's always been one of my faves.
Posted by: Leetie | January 24, 2007 at 10:36 AM
ddd - medication. Also you cound try letting the dog out to "help." (you probably love your dog, though, so that might be out, depending on your lawn service)
mud - your versification qualification knows no bounds *snork*
Posted by: mm | January 24, 2007 at 10:36 AM
great billowing gusts do i blow
ask anyone that i know
i frown and i bear down
for volume i'm renown
i've a brown badge of honor for show
Posted by: mudstuffin | January 24, 2007 at 10:38 AM
I've always farted with confidence. I have high self-esteam.
Posted by: Stevie W | January 24, 2007 at 10:38 AM
My boss needs these. I dread Thursdays, being vegtable platter lunch special day. He sits across from me, yappin at me like a pomeranian, occasionally lifting a cheek and just continuing with his yapping like nothing happened while the wind whips my bangs into my eyes and my eyes start watering. He is so gross....some days I can barely stand it!
Posted by: casey | January 24, 2007 at 10:38 AM
ddd: that pic was floated around by the bloglits a few years ago. I think Mr.Fisher found it FIRST! It's always been one of my faves.
Posted by: Leetie | January 24, 2007 at 10:39 AM
Leetie, you're not related to Pavlov are you?:)
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | January 24, 2007 at 10:40 AM
MAKE IT STOP!
Posted by: Leetie | January 24, 2007 at 10:40 AM
Snork to Stevie!
BTW, you guys did an excellent job last night; debating the issues. I loved it!
Posted by: casey | January 24, 2007 at 10:40 AM
Snork at pudding stain. I just thought it was a clogged air filter.
Posted by: From another world | January 24, 2007 at 10:40 AM
Leetie - I'm impressed, not even an "AAAAAARRRGGGH" in there.
Posted by: mm | January 24, 2007 at 10:43 AM
Leetie has postulence!
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | January 24, 2007 at 10:44 AM
I save my AAAARRRGHs for September 19.
Posted by: Leetie | January 24, 2007 at 10:44 AM
Puff, the magic gas bomb
Lived by my pants
And frolicked in my rectal mist
But escaped when got the chance
A little toilet paper
Had stuck last time I wiped
It clogged my filtered BVD's
And stuck to me all night
Oh...
Posted by: Stevie W | January 24, 2007 at 10:44 AM
*waves lighter for stevie*
*bad idea - massive explosion*
Posted by: fivver | January 24, 2007 at 10:48 AM
Thanks for all the tips- I might get some of those collars for the doclings, too!
Me: I've told you six times to clean your room.
docling (staring at the TV screen): I don't want to clean my room!
Me: ZZZZTTT!
docling: Ow. I don't want to clean my room!
Me: ZZZZTTT!
docling (still staring at the TV screen): I don't want to clean my room!
Me: ZZZZTTT!
docling: Ow. I don't want to clean my room!
Me: ZZZZTTT!
docling (neer really twitched- still staring at the TV screen): I don't want to clean my room!
Me: ZZZZTTT!
docling: Ow. I don't want to clean my room!
Me: ZZZZTTT!ZZZZTTT!ZZZZTTT! Why doesn't this thing work?!?
OK- maybe not- TV is too strong an anesthetic.
Oh- and thanks for all the suggestions. Diverdowndog barks and growls until she is hoarse then starts coughing like she has a hairball. Of course, once the yard guys leave, she is exhausted and falls asleep immediately until the UPS guy comes.
Posted by: diverdowndoc | January 24, 2007 at 10:48 AM
I sure hope those Wichitonian political types are NOT reading this thread. They will know we are full of hot air of the gaseous variety.
Posted by: Meditrina | January 24, 2007 at 10:49 AM
Oh- and EWWWW! at stevie w.
Posted by: diverdowndoc | January 24, 2007 at 10:50 AM
so why were all my gooooogle ads on that article about
Ringtones?
Posted by: ring | January 24, 2007 at 10:52 AM
*in for a min*
*reads posts*
*throws a series of lol's, ewwwwwww's and *snorks* out there.*
ya'll grab whichever you want!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 24, 2007 at 10:52 AM
I'll take a snork.
Posted by: diverdowndoc | January 24, 2007 at 10:56 AM
DDD-Another option for barking dogs...We've used a citronella collar for our dog. Instead of a shock, it delivers a spray of citronella away from her face. It's harmless, but since dogs don't like the smell of citronella, it's a deterrent.
We've had good success with it.
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | January 24, 2007 at 10:56 AM
My blog Statcounter is telling me that I can increase my log size today. Takes on a whole new meaning now. No thanks, pal!
And speaking of my statcounter... who here is from Herndon? Speak up, neighbor!
Posted by: Leetie | January 24, 2007 at 10:58 AM
Lol, fivver. Massive explosion?
Life could be a dream
Sh-boom
If I could fart with endless confidence all day
Sh-boom
To lift a cheek without somebody yelling "Hey!"
Life could be a dream, sweet farts
Smell oh, smell oh, again
Sh-boom
Enjoyin' my farts again...
Posted by: Stevie W | January 24, 2007 at 11:01 AM
*opens blog windows and sprays some Oust™*
Posted by: Siouxie | January 24, 2007 at 11:07 AM
*Peering for Siouxie through wafting green mist*
Thanks!
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 24, 2007 at 11:09 AM
Way south of there, Lettie. Hampton is home, but I was born in Herndon, PA. Close enough?
Posted by: wickedwitch | January 24, 2007 at 11:10 AM
My blog Statcounter is telling me that I can increase my log size today.
but it's so much more fun when you have someone else do it...
Posted by: mm | January 24, 2007 at 11:23 AM
Leetie ... is "pudding stain" the new euphemism fer ... um ... somethin' else?
Posted by: OtheU(manity) | January 24, 2007 at 11:25 AM
I had to check a map to find out where Herndon, PA was. ;)
Close as I can get: I spent a few days in Bellafonte once, when I was a novice chemist. So... sure!
Posted by: Leetie | January 24, 2007 at 11:27 AM
the commercials should be a riot. and thanks, stevie for the new words to Puff.
and i dont fart with confidence. i fart with my whole family! ba-bing!
Posted by: queensbee | January 24, 2007 at 11:32 AM
mm, I don't have that kind of log.
For me, Everything comes down to poo...
Posted by: Leetie | January 24, 2007 at 11:47 AM
Leetie- I am a HUGE scrubs fan but I haven't seen that!
ROTFLMAOWTRDMF!
I'm gonna email that one!
Posted by: diverdowndoc | January 24, 2007 at 11:55 AM
OMG - that was great! I almost peed I laughed so hard.
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 24, 2007 at 12:22 PM
Y'all are all hilarious! Especially Random's TMI, what a toot, I mean hoot. :)
Miss C
Posted by: Miss Chevious | January 24, 2007 at 01:20 PM