Fart of the Week

“All these farts are 100 per cent authentic. No matter how unbelievable they sound or how outrageous they are, they came from a human butt. I guarantee it.” – The Greasy Pig.

We want your farts!

If you've ripped one off and recorded it (as you do) and you reckon it's a fucken beauty, then send it in. If the fart is of good enough quality and character, we'll feature it right here.

Please send your farts to fart_of_the_week [at] thegreasypig [dot] com

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Posted by Greasy 1291 days ago

The Fart

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Critique

This fart is ripped off with a lack of enthusiasm and indifference that says "come you bastards, send in some of your own farts for fuck's sake!"


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Posted by Greasy Pig 1304 days ago

The Fart

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Critique

We might have mud here! Yep, I think The Stink has shat himself with this one. At the end of the fart, there is a definite splatter. But don't be concerned boys and girls, The Stink is a professional. He only wears brown undies (if at all).


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Posted by Greasy Pig 1310 days ago

The Fart

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Critique

Think James Morrison. This is a fart that James could well take notice of. The Stink rips off a riff that might well be at home in a jazz bar. Sure it could be a bit longer for a jazz riff, but the man is working with an arse, not a trumpet. And the acoustics of a suburban Brisbane shitter work quite well for this blow-off.

Top stuff, but me personally, I'm looking forward to when The Stink moves into some of his more "relaxed-quoit" repertoire.


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Posted by Greasy Pig 1316 days ago

Firstly, welcome to the fart of the week segment. If there's one thing that can bring grown men to tears of laughter, it's farts. And that's we've got for you boys and girls, farts. I'm pissing myself already.

Without further ado, the inaugural fart from our resident farter extraordinaire - The Stink:

The Fart

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Critique

The fart starts off perhaps too enthusiastically, almost resulting in the crapping of dacks, but it was skillfully reined back a little. The Stink then goes on to squeeze the bad boy out with a measured tone, finishing with a slight inflection. Marvellous intonation and sphincter control, considering he had just come very close to filling his reg grundies with turd.