“These teens, not familiar with things like access and correspondents dinners. They’re not burning their bridges, they’re burning the bridge construction materials! They’ll never have a future in journalism!”

The fact that we’re applauding teenagers for asking hard questions goes to show that the adult journalists have not been asking hard questions for years.

These people are so stupid! You are supposed to take your plastic knife from the crappy dinner and rub it vigorously against the inside of your belt into it turns into a very pointy shiv, and then you stab that farting muthafucka 30 times really quickly in the gut. Then you put the shiv into his hand and tell the…

Of all the shit people whip their cell phones out to record and post online, not one person felt compelled to capture this?

A Dutch oven on a Dutch flight doesn’t seem all that inappropriate.

In late 2013, my wife and I were on an Aer Lingus (heh heh) flight from Edinburgh to Dublin. Quick hop. As the flight attendant began to swing the door shut, a tall, bald man with a corduroy jacket, a small laptop bag, and 7 gallons of sweat clinging to him burst in. His seat (on the mostly empty plane) was two rows…

So we’re just posting fart stuff? I can get behind that.

I’m just going to take this opportunity to bring up Daniel Radcliffe’s Farting Boner Corpse again.

seriously. I’m coming out right now as pro airplane farting. I usually will put a blanket over myself to contain things, but I feel zero guilt about farting in my seat. It’s so loud inside the cabin, that I would feel more shame about not taking advantage of the perfect situation to toot.

Yeah, I mean unless he’s farting loudly all the time, I don’t really see how it’s his fault. And for those of you saying he should go into the bathroom to fart, if he doesn’t have an aisle seat, that’s also pretty impractical. Then people would complain that he’s asking them to get up every 15 minutes.

I’d rather relish a world with my wife’s farts that live in a world without them. (There’s a Hallmark card in there somewhere.)

A normal person would go to the bathroom to do it or at least go for a walk to crop dust other parts of the plane

He who articulated it, particulated it.

My first wife, we were married ten years, never farted in front of each other. Ms Venkman and I have been been married over twenty years and let it fly with regularity. Anecdotal? I don’t think so.

Especially on an airplane where the lesser pressures can pump up the anal acoustics. I’ve done altitude chamber training where they bring you up to like 15,000' and above unpressurized - in that scenario even Mother Teresa is dropping paint peelers.

According to the classic lawsuit of “Smell’t it v. Dealt It” the farter is responsible

Then you can kill two birds with one stone (perhaps literally) when you have to flush your service animal down the toilet

Those sisters are now suing the airline, saying they didn’t do anything wrong ...

When I read the headline, I was gleefully anticipating a story about an entire family aiming farts at each other or something similar. You know, like a food fight but with farts. I am disappointed.