(I had to do some research to figure out how to spell "lighting" correctly in this context. Ha!)
Okay. Many, many moons ago my husband and I lived in an apartment. Our new neighbors moved in and I came home and there was our new neighbor sitting in a lawn chair taking in the Sun. We introduced ourselves . He then put out his pointer finger and asked me to pull it. (I was...taken aback?, naive?, curious?, confused?)
I pulled his finger and...he farted! That was my introduction to Jimmy Johnson, our next door neighbor.
Very quickly, Jimmy, his wife Cindy, my husband and I became friends.
Jimmy was a hoot! Besides showing me the 'pull my finger' joke he also introduced me to Fart Lighting.
We would all sit outside, talk and relax. Lo and behold, he asked, "Sig, wanna see me 'light' a fart?'. He scooted down in his lawn chair so his butt was off the the chair, got his lighter and proceeded to fart, flick his Bic and shoot fire out his azz!
It was so...cool?
Later on that night my husband and I were in bed going to sleep when we heard a yelp/scream! It was coming from Jimmy and Cindy's apartment! I called and asked if everything was ok? Cindy answered the phone and told me Jimmy had tried to light a fart and managed to set his pubes afire. Ha!
Have you ever?