The NY Style Artistry + Black Fart Rap Skyscraper Freestyle Sound

 

Passing stinky gas is a common experience that dogs and humans alike have been known to do for centuries.

 

This is a dog fart book so we keep the humans out of the picture.

 

Although some groups of dogs come to mind, are very comfortable and even proud of their fart experiences, for most of them this experience of passing the gas in the public can be quite embarrassing as you will see in the story that I am going to tell you about.

 

Speaking in public and openly about these uncomfortable expressive fart experiences and reading about them that they happened to some dogs may serve to minimize unnecessary feelings of guilt and shame.

 

In the fart story that happens in New York, however, passing gas via this New York style fart tumbler was turned into a lifestyle event itself.

 

I am sure that Timmie could have managed this skateboard art with his friend Fred all by himself, but I always like to participate in these fun fart moments.

 

The two Best Boy Friends Forever (TBBF) Timmie and Fred Klette are sticking together like Super Glue or Tiger Glue as the people who live in India prefer to say. These two boys just love to show off their skateboard riding styles on the top of New York's highest skyscrapers.

 

To show the boys the power of a real skateboarder, I have to participate in this one just to make sure to turn this common skateboard style into El Ninjo skateboard fart style.

 

As Timmie starts getting the Skateboard in gear, I manage to grab the rear. Quickly, I manage to hold onto it and fly with him on top of it.

 

By then, I pretty much had the meal plan figured out to make this a successful skateboard farting shout.

 

As you can imagine not an easy job!

 

Do not deviate from my tested and proven meal plan because these are the key ingredients in order to make the Farting Art in NY work.

 

I am talking about a peanut butter, honey and banana sandwich all smashed together in one sandwich and gulped down together with a a bowl of fresh source water. Make sure to only accept the water from the bottle not common tap water.

 

Make sure not to deviate from this meal plan and do not touch spaghetti and meatballs because otherwise you will blow up a catastrophy that happened to one of my poor dog friends.

 

Here comes the story that I referred to earlier before I continue with the skateboard boys.

 

The poor dog called "Whibble Whabble" once had meetballs and spaghetti and guess what happened?

 

That night when he deviated from his usual meal plan, he heard a loud noise in his tummy and felt a terrible gassy brewing in his stomach. I like to refer to this as the "bubble gut" - if you know what I mean.

 

My friend Whibble Whabble tried very hard to hold in this mother of all fart clouds until a better timing. The fart power however was stronger than his mind set and he was unable to escape the room that was full of family members at that time.

 

He was blocked and had to unleash this beast right then and right there. Apparently his altered dinner plan did not get along very well.

 

Whibble Whabble ended up giving up on holding it and cut a thunderous blast with it. Worse, he did not realize that Dad was standing right behind him. . Dad was ninja silent when calm but loud as a cracking fart when angry.

Well, in this case Dad heard this mother of a gun-shot loud fart cloud and before he could approach Whibble Whabble, Dad could smell it, too.

 

Dad had this charging bull face on and this meant trouble.

 

In this case it even got worse because Dad looked as if he ran into a brick wall because he almost lost his footing trying to back up and run away from this terribly smellig gas situation.

 

He started yelling at Whibble Whabble: "Did you just poop on the carpet? I trained you to control your extensive smelling gas and showed you where to go in an emergecy situation!

 

Didn't I?

 

Apparantly, you did not learn or retain a thing because this poop smells like hot rotting garbage under the Mississippi sun!

 

Everyone, Mom, Florian, Moritz and Fritz get your stupid gas masks on.

 

We have a god damn chemical attack in here."

 

The other members of Whibble Whabble's family started to realize the situation and headed out to get their gas masks.

 

Whibble Whabble started to get some fresh air and wanted to leave the room, too, but Dad just glared at him with disgust in his eyes and said: "Not you Whibble Whabble, you stay here and stew in it.

 

I will show you what manners are and from now on I am not paying for your trainer one more bit! The trainer obviously teaches you all the wrong stuff!"

 

After he made his point clear to the poor dog, he made Whibble Whabble stay in the room of horrorific smells and checked up on him every quarter of the hour and popped off his gas mask to see if it still smelled like hell.

 

Dad also brainstormed a new name for Whibble Whabble that he was supposed to carry until he got rid of his farting disease. He called Whibble Whabble the "Fart Monster" for the remainder of the whole year.

 

When this incident happened it was only January of last year, and can you imagine this punishment for the rest of Whibble Whabble's year?

 

Poor Whibble Whabble had to bear this punishment and any time Dad smelled a fart he'd ask Whibble Whabble in front of everybody if Whibble Whabble was crop dusting again.

 

The reason why I am telling you this story is obvious. Just make sure to never deviate from your meal plan and only eat the stuff that produces the finest first class smelling fart odors!

 

In my case no eggs, pasta or meatballs!

 

What always works for me are all types of beans or my favorite peanut butter banana sandwich that Mom finally has down to a perfection.

 

This is the only Southern meal that she is able to fix to the regret of Dad who loves Southern food, but at least this one is a smashing hit!

 

 

Long story short, I ate my peanut butter banana sandwich before helping the boys turn this lame skateboard tournament into a roaring skateboard riding competition with real potential.

 

As I release my hot steamy air, I push Timmie's skateboard over the edge of the first obstacle and he manages to fly high into the air and he swirls above the rooftops of NY like a true skateboard artist star.

 

He swirls back and forth while jumping down from one stair case down to another one and powered with my intesive air push.

 

His friend Fred Klette, a real New Yorker, is in front of Timmie giving skateboard style directions and shouts up to Timmie: "Don't you love this feel in your gut, Timmie. Oh, I hope we are turning this discipline into a freaking skateboard freestyle hit!"

 

Timmie is still new to these difficult and challenging skateboard balancing and movement acts and does not know if he rather wants to puke or cry for help because these buildings surrounding him are suddenly looking taller than ever before.

 

As he looks down the canyon of these monster buildings, he quickly shouts out to his Mom and Dad: "Get a safety net just in case I am falling!"

 

Mom and Dad, who are usually very proud of Timmy and have lots of confidence in the boy's talent when it comes to skateborad art, do not trust this skateboard plan at all and quickly grab a bed sheet to protect him.

 

Dad runs in the other room and they stretch the sheet like I have only seen once before in a circus with a performance where the artists are climbing to the top of the circus tent.

 

It is a funny scenery to watch from high above because Mom is ranting about some stuff about why she bought Timmie that dangerous skateboard in the first place while Dad is keeping it cool, trying to act like a real man and singing the song: "Don't Worry Be Happy".

 

If you ask me this is totally wrong, but if Dad calms down with a retarded song like this than that's his problem.

 

That's Dad and that's his thing. He always hums or talks to himself in a scary and life threatenign situation like this.

 

Good for him at least he is not acting like a crazy man. On the other hand Mom kind of is acting like a woman who is nuts. By now she is redder in the face than a ripe red apple and sweating like a mucky pup.

Trying to get a discussion going on with Dad and accusing him for things that are in no way, shape or form related to this dangerous skateboard act that Timmie and his friend are faced upon does not help anybody at this point in time.

 

In this case, I would even say the taller the better and, yes, the music is very black, but this ear deafening music is what I love best.

 

The louder, the blacker and the stinkier the better and I love this multi-culti rap that I am able to add to my own style of rapper's mix.

 

 

Yes, I have figured it out. This cool rap music echo sound + my famous gaseous stinky dangerous farting sound clouds are why I call this one: The NY Style Skateboard Artistry + Black Fart Rap Skyscraper Freestyle Sound!

 

I have changed my opinion after this experience and totally am IN.

 

On top of things, I totally approve of this new trend: The boooooooming gassy black freestyle skyscraper fart art that you can only enjoy and pop on the highest NY's scraper top!

 

 

 

This one outperforms the boom & the flashiest panty of the tennis star or the fart cloud on the Center Court by many wind miles and from now on this is my favorite one and I am sticking to this until I find a better one!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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