I used to have some seriously awful gas/farts until a medical procedure found blood vessels leaking in my intestines and they were cauterized.
That being said before the procedure it was terrible. Any ways a bunch of Army guys went on a fishing trip taking me along. We ate deer stakes, drank beer, and had fresh caught fried fish for dinner, and all piled into the tent after more beer drinking to sleep. And yes, it started to pour down rain with heavy lightening and I farted, at first the gasps of air as if the guys were drowning and just hitting the surface. Then the cries and complaints as I let number two go. Guys bailed from sleeping bags screaming that their contacts had melted to their eyeballs. gas bomb number three sent them out in the rain sitting and gasping that fresh air. I fell deeply and quietly asleep and woke up in the morning with only one other guy in the tent body wise in his sleeping bag and his head poking out the zipper door. the rest were under pickup trucks or in the cabs of them. 12 guys total counting me.
Poor fellas suffered the entire trip.
