Flarp -- it is making a mockery of my happy home

[Anonymous]

My daughter received a can of Flarp in her goodie bag for a birthday party in early May. Here it is now the second weekend in June and my former happy home is filled with the non-stop noise of amateur Flarping. When she stops, my husband eggs her and our sons on to greater and better feats of Flarpism. Has anyone discovered a way to kill this stuff?

[Anonymous]

When she isn't home throw it in the trash.

[Anonymous]

At one point I had a kid using Flarp, one with a Whoopie Cushion and to top it off, DH brought home a remote called "Dr. Fart". It played six different farting sounds. Lovely. Especially when they played in unison.

[Anonymous]

What is flarp?

[Anonymous]

Get your own can. Show the little shits how it's done. Then, when you have reached the top of your flarping game, you can use it to get a seat to yourself on metro.

[Anonymous]

Puddy in a plastic tub that makes fart noises.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Get your own can. Show the little shits how it's done. Then, when you have reached the top of your flarping game, you can use it to get a seat to yourself on metro.

This I like.