Can anyone tell me why farting is so damn funny?
I don't know if I could be close friends with anyone who didn't laugh, even inside where nobody could see or hear, at a fart. Toilet humour is the foundation of which civilisation is built, I am certain of it.
Annah and I are total suckers for it. We'll both collapse into frothy tears of laughter if a serious moment is interrupted with flatulence. Does your partner love you enough to stay with you after you've Dutch Oven'ed them? This is a serious question for the modern suburban couple.
As my flatmate Rob just pointed out, people falling over is also comedy gold and an acceptable substitute for low brow hilarity if arse explosions aren't your chosen media.
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