Infrequent TSL poster Mongo was present for all three.

First one, Mongo was driving, his new girlfriend was in the passenger seat, another friend was sitting behind Mongo, and I was in the back right passenger seat. I let out a silent but deadly, and a few seconds later the guy in the other passenger seat made a little choking noise in reaction. Seconds later, Mongo smelled it and immediately thought the choking noise was laughter. So he rolled down the window of just the one guy to punish him. This effectively sucked the entirety of the fart toward him and enveloped him in my stink.

Another time, Mongo, myself, different other guy, and a different girlfriend were tailgating before a Virginia game. We had lots of beer plus meatballs from a crockpot that had been cooking for hours. It was freezing cold, so we would take turns sitting in the car with the heater on to warm up. This one time, Mongo‘s girlfriend was in the car and I had to let one rip. I opened the passenger side door, and she must have thought I wanted to ask her a question, because she leaned in toward me to listen. Instead, I turned around, let a huge fart rip, and slammed the door shut. Vehicular Dutch oven.

Final story. Another tailgate, another day with lots of beer and lots of crockpot meatballs. At the stadium, I let a silent but deadly out. Four rows up, I hear some guy shout “dude did you fart,” and punch his friend next to him in the arm. He of course denied it. But I spent all game long farting and having their group of four argue about which one of them was doing it, with punches involved every time.