calling all farts

Le Petomane was the greatest farter of all time. You cold say he was the Michael Jordan of farting. (The obvious hockey analogy would be Gretzky, but I almost want to say “Sidney Crosby” because his lips look like fake, novelty poop.) At the height of his career in turn-of-the-century Paris (as a professional farter), Le Petomane was selling out the Moulin Rouge night after night and flooring audiences with an act that consisted of nothing but farts. (To read more about Le Petomane, a review of his biography and to hear some farts, click here.) Why? Because farts are awesome.

Just as everyone in the NBA is on the lookout for the next Jordan, we here at the JAW are looking for the next Le Petomane. Does your butt make noises? Let’s hear them. Record your ass (Steve Albini once recommended a non-directional mic to me), upload it here, and introduce the li’l fella to our distinguished panel of jackass fart judges. The best fart will be the best fart and will be awarded the distinction of being the best fart. So let ‘er rip, cut the cheese and fart away! We want to hear what you got—no, the world wants to hear what you got.

Click here to upload your fart and get started.

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