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		<title>By: ER</title>
		<link>https://habitablezone.com/2013/05/10/fartscroll/#comment-23869</link>
		<dc:creator>ER</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 19:57:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I once stumbled on a website for a company in Spain that sold little gag boxes which emitted some very realistic, but totally outrageous flatulence sounds.  There were several different &quot;programs&quot; available, and the website provided samplers of music from each on line.

At work, I used to love to cursor one and turn off the monitor, crank up the volume on my speakers, then click the button just before I tookm an early or late lunch.  I could visualize my co-workers prarie-dogging up and down out of their cubicles trying to figure out who the guilty party was.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I once stumbled on a website for a company in Spain that sold little gag boxes which emitted some very realistic, but totally outrageous flatulence sounds.  There were several different &#8220;programs&#8221; available, and the website provided samplers of music from each on line.</p>
<p>At work, I used to love to cursor one and turn off the monitor, crank up the volume on my speakers, then click the button just before I tookm an early or late lunch.  I could visualize my co-workers prarie-dogging up and down out of their cubicles trying to figure out who the guilty party was.</p>
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		<title>By: bowser</title>
		<link>https://habitablezone.com/2013/05/10/fartscroll/#comment-23863</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 13:05:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you.  No need for a dog, it was the computer.

If I read a couple of more posts like that God will never let me into heaven.  I&#039;m scrambling now, and that one set me back a few years.

:-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you.  No need for a dog, it was the computer.</p>
<p>If I read a couple of more posts like that God will never let me into heaven.  I&#8217;m scrambling now, and that one set me back a few years.</p>
<p> <img src='https://habitablezone.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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