Farting is like a symphony in my ears. I love the sounds of all kinds of farts. I can produce many different sounds depending on what I eat and the time of day. Morning is when I shine the best.

Back in the day, I had this idea of doing a pay per view type documentary where I would go to places like a library or church with wooden pews and secretly film my farting and the genuine reactions of those around me. I even considered doing a behind the scenes part where i would show what i ate to attain my sound (raw cookie dough, chewing and swallowing sugar free gum--that always puts the rumbly in my tummy).

Of course, that all took a back seat when I came up with my idea for a complete line of underwear with fake skid marks--boxers, briefs, panties, bed sheets...a Spencer's store kind of product.

Budman embiggens us all, Hail Budman!

At ease...this is the gutters for fuck's sake.

Oh my God, The Budman, all praise his name, spoke to one of us!

Make that two of you...

Please...no wimpering...