A friend of mine had a bachelor party in Chicago. I was running later after work, so I stoppped by a 7-11 or something and picked up a box of Life cereal. I ate the whole box for dinner before driving downtown to meet them at a bar.
I cleared out at least four bars with my noxious farts. It was classic. I drove another one of my buds home that night, and my bimmer had a window lock button. I kept letting them rip with the windows up and locked. The guy had no idea how to get a window down. It was killing him.
Possibly the greatest night of my life.
I did the same thing before a flight to Vegas one time. There were a couple of military guys in the row directly in front of us just back from the gulf war. Every time I farted they would howl and scream... it was hilarious.