One small packet of ammonium tri-iodide crystal (whose packaging design is detailed in another parallel universe where I care about such things), is carefully placed near the vincinity of one's bum. Don't shake this contact explosive too hard until you're ready to release. Impress your friends with your purple gas. Don't breathe it...
-- RayfordSteele, Dec 11 2017

I would like to assist in the development of this product, by selflessly, and without consideration for my own personal safety, volunteering [8th] as a guinea pig.
-- MaxwellBuchanan, Dec 11 2017


What about the other colours?
-- pertinax, Dec 12 2017


According to my daughter, purple is the only one that really matters, unless you can throw in pink as well...
-- RayfordSteele, Dec 12 2017


All you need for that is a Broccoli Training Club.

"Red and yellow and pink and green,
Purple and orange and blue,
I can fart a rainbow, fart a rainbow, fart a rainbow too.

Listen with your eyes ,
Listen with your ears,
and fart everything you see,
I can fart a rainbow, fart a rainbow, fart along with me.

Red and yellow and pink and green,
Purple and orange and blue,
I can fart a rainbow, fart a rainbow, fart a rainbow too ! "


-- 8th of 7, Dec 14 2017


// Don't breathe it...// Why ?

I don't think this should be about the visual sense. Ammonium tri-iodine probably isn't the correct purple needed. Flowers have all the "colours" needed. A puff of petal confetti ? if colour is really needed.
-- wjt, Dec 14 2017


// I don't think this should be about the visual sense. //

It isn't. It's about the auditory sense, i.e. the explosion.

// Ammonium tri-iodine probably isn't the correct purple needed. //

Who cares about the colour ?
-- 8th of 7, Dec 14 2017


Mene mene tekel 'oo farted?
-- MaxwellBuchanan, Dec 14 2017


"And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts say, A measure of wheat for a penny, and three measures of barley for a penny; and see thou hurt not the oil and the wine ... Pffffftttttt ... oh, sorry, please excuse me ..."
-- 8th of 7, Dec 14 2017


Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of the farty.
-- MaxwellBuchanan, Dec 14 2017


" ... So he passed over, and all the trumpets sounded for him on the other side. And he spake unto them saying, phwoooorgh, who's been eating eggs ? And verily did the sparrows fall from the sky, and the putty came out of the windows, and the milk turneth sour; and all the clocks stopped... and he did cry up to Heaven, saying, Whhrfl hrrrf erffflf frrrff hnnfffl, yfffnnn hhhft ? yet answer camed there none, for he hath pressed a cloth over his nose and mouth with both hands, that he might thereby keep the stench from him, and thus were his words lost ... "
-- 8th of 7, Dec 14 2017


You forgot the attribution for your quote. I believe it's from Henry IV, fart II.
-- MaxwellBuchanan, Dec 14 2017


With some aerosolized metallic salts and an igniter your farticulates could become fireworks.
-- 2 fries shy of a happy meal, Dec 14 2017


So this sharp potpourri without the Bronie cuteness. (?category Product:Prank)
-- wjt, Dec 15 2017



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