Liquid Ass: Prank Fart Spray, Gag Gift for Adults and Kids, Great for Pranks and A Good Laugh, Extra Strong Poop Spray, Non Toxic, Keep Out of Reach from Children

Its name is self explanatory, the smell is absolutely horrid. I hated it. But it did its purpose. Explanation: I had a girl that kept touching my clothes at the laundry mat and moving them out of the washer onto the floor SOAKING WET while I was away for 5 mins. She always and I mean ALWAYS washes her clothes when I do. That’s when I had the idea to get this and use it for my own get back. A few weeks pass and I get this in and need to go wash my clothes.. you know who’s in the laundry mat drying hers? Yeah that girl. A few minutes go by and I’m sitting down as my clothes are washing, she gets a phone call and walks out. I seen and BEST BELIEVE I took the opportunity to open them dryers and spray her clothes at least 50 times before shutting it back and pretending like nothing happened. The smell was absolutely rancid, I don’t know if it was because of the heat from the dryer or because I sprayed it as much as I did. The girl walked in and her face dropped immediately staring at me, I smiled and waved. Her clothes finished and when she opened that dryer I swear I seen stars for a second and she immediately started dry heaving. Long story short, it gets the job done whether it be for revenge or prank and I highly recommend it(

I am usually the victim of pranks at work. I roll with them and never react the way the perpetrators expect. So I get some Liquid Ass and take it to work. First, though, I opened it and sprayed one tiny squirt in the driveway. With the garage door open. Oops. The husband comes home with the kid and comes in through the garage. He starts ranting about a dead animal in the garage and she ran upstairs to her room. An hour later, the cyclone fan was still on in the garage with the door open along with the back door. Heed the warnings: it's a cheap atomizer that leaks. Do not touch the bottle with your fingers: it does not wash off easily. Next day at work, I carefully wrap a wet paper towel around bottle to protect my hand (wearing a glove would be too conspicuous). I sprayed two pumps on the handle of the witch across the hall's office door. Then I sprayed another one on the metal door jambe right at her nose level. Then I casually walked away. I could see her office through the window in mine. Cue her arrival about ten minutes later. By then several people have walked by and gasped/covered their noses/exclaimed something or another. She loudly asks nobody in particular, "What the hell is that smell?" Hand on door knob shoulder rubbing the door jambe. Mission accomplished. A client showed up shortly thereafter to meet with her. He approached the office, said a few words, and left. By then she is smelling her hands over and over, wiping them on her skirt, crying out "What the F@*% is happening?" She walked into my reception area, which caused my assistants to pinch their noses and ask her if she had an accident. I was barely, and I mean barely, keeping my cool while observing this. She goes into her office and a few minutes later, a maintenance man shows up at her door. She runs toward him and he takes a step back and buries his nose in his elbow, shaking his head, and quickly escaped. At that point, I had to close my blinds and laugh until I cried. I am heaving with laughter as I type this. Bottom line: it is not fart smelling at all. It is nauseating. It physically makes me nauseous. Like eating spoiled ranch dressing nauseous. The profile has base notes of rotten, rancid organic material along with decaying mammal flesh. The top notes remind one of fæces of a cat that eats wet food and tuna juice along with a thigh-high pig sty on the hottest, most humid August afternoon in the south. When I was a teenager, I once was at a basketball game and sat behind a morbidly obese woman who was wearing stretchy pants. There is no way in the world that she could have reached her butt to wipe or wash, even with a long-handled brush. She always smelled horrendous, like petri dishes of bacteria growing in the folds of her fat, but mostly she smelled like putrid, festering ass. She hefted herself up and down as best she could the whole game, and when she landed back in her seat, she blasted me and my best friend with a foul, nasty ass smell, right in the face. Liquid Ass is on par with that odor, only really, really concentrated.

This stuff litterally smells like ass. Bad Ass. Horrible Ass. You need to go to the doctor Ass. Tried it out last night on my boyfriend. Here is a summary of my night: 5pm: Boyfriend on laptop in livingroom. He had been there for hours, so I decided it was time for him to get up. 5:05pm: Sprayed Liquid Ass three times on a sweater in the other room, then nonchalantly dropped it in the livingroom, about ten feet away from the boyfriend, 5:06pm: Boyfriend asks if I forgot to turn the bathroom fan on. 5:08pm: Boyfriend comments on how stinky the cats poop is. 5:15pm: Boyfriend, with his shirt covering his nose, scoops all three cat boxes in hopes of eliminating the wretched stench. 5:45pm: Boyfriend goes on a mad hunt, insisting that the cats must have crapped somewhere in the house. By this time, the smell has engulfed the appartment (a small two bedroom.) He picks up every piece of laundry on the floor, throws the bathroom mats in the washing machine and finds a face mask and gloves to put on. (I am a nurse and keep some supplies at home.) 6:25pm: Boyfriend becomes convinced the cats must have stepped in poo and tracked it all over the house. After smelling all four of the cats, he decides the cats must have cleaned themselves by now, At this point, after seeing all of the good this spray had done, I sprayed it thrice more; once in each bedroom and once in the livingroom. 6:30pm: Boyfriend sweeps and mops all of the tiled floors, sprinkles baking soda over the carpet and vacuums the entire place. Durring this time, I make sure my bottle is hidden really well. I can't afford to get caught on this one. 7:30pm: Boyfriend becomes convinced there must be spoiled food somewhere. He takes out the trash and loads the dishwasher. 11pm: While finishing up the laundry, Boyfriend discovered the sweater. He decides the cat must have wiped his paws on it and says we need to make an appointment with the vet because the smell is concerning. I will be using this spray about once a month for the rest of my life. Thank you, Liquid Ass. Thank you.

I also ordered a bottle of "Liquid Ass" with my order, which I had previously used and thought had an awful smell, but "Wet Farts" takes it up a few more levels in my opinion. Just one spray, and we had to evacuate my house. I was gagging all the way. I'm in my late 50s now, and this is by far one of the worst smells and best pranks I have come across. Enjoy the fun, but be warned, you will need to endure the smell, too. Unfortunately, it arrived just after my New Year's party, and I missed that opportunity, but I am already planning where to use it next.

Smells like baby diarrhea and stale deer piss. It will definitely get a gag from anyone too close when you spray. Overall a funny prank item.

It does stink, but not some unbearable smell like on prank videos. My dog's reaction was sniffing the air like it was food. lol It does smell like something that marinated in it's own juices like a fish sauce but not exactly fish sauce. Also has a few other scents in there. Close to going to the restroom after some guy with a dirty butt crack has been sitting on the toilet and just left.

Holy stench… You might not be fully convinced that this product is liquid ass but let me tell you, I sprayed this ONCE in my backyard and almost vomited, ran inside and could STILL smell the terrible odor. 10/10 stink 0/10 my nose

I ordered this to prank a guy in my office and let me tell you, this stuff did not disappoint!! I've never laughed so hard in my life!!! When I first got the bottle, I did the thing I highly recommend you don't and opened it to take a whiff. After a 1 second inhale I almost dropped the bottle, and spent the next 10 minutes gagging and hanging my head over my trashcan trying to do so discretely as to not bring attention to myself and ruin my prank. This was super hard though since every time I thought the feeling had passed my mind went back to that traumatizing smell and I felt the need to put the trashcan back near me. I can only describe the smell as similar to the products of a first time colon cleaning session when all of the contents that have been living on the sides of your colon are expelled and look like baby multicolored octopuses. (if you've never looked up colonblow.com you are welcome) It smells like the worst baby diaper imaginable mixed with a little death. The only thing that can make this stench worse would be spraying it in a warm room where the scent tends to linger longer and almost catches in your throat causing a non-stop gag reflex reaction. I walked in his office and acted like I was looking for something behind him. When he turned around, I sprayed it in front of him (out of his sight) and planned to hang out and catch his reaction, but I immediately had to evacuate for fear the particles would infest themselves inside my clothing and leave me to gag for the remainder of the day. It only took a few seconds for him to react. Being a normally professional business lady, I think that he was in shock that I would "crop dust" him so I could tell from my viewing post around the corner that he was trying his hardest to not react out loud. He started fanning the room, looking all around, with this look of amazement and horror on his face that had me in tears. But, then once the whiff hit him good and the stench seemed to have rose to his face level, he immediately jumped up to run out the room, tripping over the corner of his desk, pulling half of the items off it with him and he continued to crawl into the hallway in a desperate attempt to escape. It looked like a scene from the Walking Dead where a Zombie is grasping at the air trying to get to safe ground with one arm outreached. I instantly resorted to a SUPER loud historical laugh and the video that another co-worker caught is saturated with my obnoxious cackle along with a few "f bombs", "are you okay?"s and "do you need to go to the hospital". We had to open all of the windows in our office, spray some other spray and turn the air on to circulate it (it's cold today). It only lasted about 10 minutes, which was more than enough and we were thankful it dissipated rather quickly. I wanted to get a few other folks, but I will certainly be doing so in an open area. This stuff would clear a room faster than a fire alarm. It was well worth every penny spent. On another note, I got a text from my husband yesterday afternoon, who I share an Amazon account with. It was a screen shot that said "Shipped: your Amazon package with Liquid Ass will be delivered..." ba ha ha ha. He underlined the name and said "ummm wtf did you buy"? Ha ha ha!!