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.