Coming down the stairs yesterday morning, Chip is sitting in the living room.
Chip: You just missed what might be the most important episode of Mythbusters ever.
Whimsy: Really? What was it about?
Chip: They investigated the practice of blue-darting. They also answered whether or not lighting a match actually covers up the, um, smell.
Why is this so timely at our house? Because Chip and I had a discussion about just these things the other night. We call them poots, in case you wondered (WHY WOULD YOU WONDER THIS?). At my sister's house, they're known as fluffs. When I was growing up, my mom got mad every time one of us called them farts. She preferred "passing gas".
(This is where you're thinking, 'Nice topic there, Whimsy.') So tell me: what do YOU call them?