When a boyfriend and girlfriend step into a comfortable place where uncomfortably holding farts in, is no longer. No more explosions when she steps out of the
truck. No more loud, dry coughs to
cover a fart on the wooden
chair at your Caribou date. No more passing false convictions to your dog when your significant other walks in right after you slipped a quiet sauerkraut tickler. This is the stage where trusting each other grows tremendously and the trust for your farts does the exact opposite.
Fartnership displayed: A fantastic partnership of two having a conversation on the way home from Chipotle - Ladyfriend, "Ooo man my stomach hurts, Sweetie I think we
may have to make a quick poop stop." Manfriend,"No, it'll be
ok Darling, trust me. Be fearless, fart as loud as your anus
will allow." Ladyfriend, "
Ok sweetie, thank you for not passing judgement." (plopping, slappy ham mist is forced through) Manfriend,"You are so courageous, I love you."
Jack forcefully cocoons Jill under the
blanket to bask in a devilish warm butt
gas. Jill laughs a
bit. They have demonstrated a fartnership.
She showers as he poops, a slightly different form of Irish Bonding, both are unable to keep a quiet fart against the porcelain and shower tile. Gentle giggles and conversations ensue later. This would be fartnership at its best.