Can you believe it? Four more stinky stories have squeaked out, including these ghastly ghost turds:
PUT ANOTHER FART IN THE JUKEBOX, BABY
When Brad Blemmings meets his blind date at Fifty Something, a retro shake and burger joint, he's not sure what to expect. But the goth beauty Maimah is quite a handful, and then there's the matter of the farting jukebox in the corner...
When an old man hobbles into the Palazzio and demands his favorite dish, the peculiar Pedo Flambé, the wait staff isn't sure what to make of it.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't have such a thing on our menu." His baby-faced waiter Zach Spitz frowns.
"You sure about that?" The old man slaps down a $100 bill.
"Of course, sir. Right away, sir!" Zach's manager snatches up the bill and runs back to the kitchen.
FART LOVER SUPREME
Kimberly Grant is ruthless, and wants a taco. Thankfully, she's found a sucker to give it to her. Big time!
DON'T COUNT YOUR CHICKEN FARTS BEFORE THEY HATCH
When Miles Puggsley spends his last dollar on a carton of empty eggs, he realizes he's reached rock bottom and the end is near. But there's a basement to the misery he now endures, especially for the once proud DMV specialist turned exorcist. Can a band of wild chicken farts change his fortunes?
No, probably not.
BONUS: THE HAIRIEST BUTT
The search for the hairiest butt on Venus leads to explosive results.
Approximately 15,500 words.