bookelly: In the catering biz it's called "carpet bombing".  When you walk amongst the tables rapidly whilst breaking wind. So nobody can pin it on you.

It's quite fun.

I've heard it as 'crop dusting'.

I can tolerate the farts, but for everyone's sake, please be sure that's what you're going to do...

I'm convinced that 1) the background noise of two or four jet engines a few yards away and a fuselage hurdling through the wind cover up all but the most prideful evacuations and 2) down by your feet is the air exchange which sucks up most smells immediately.
I've flown a lot and can only think of a couple of times I've either heard or smelled some obvious ass drop. This includes the hundreds of times I've farted. This has to be design, as there is no way they could have overlooked that people were going to spend hours in a tube with other people, and most of those people were going to fart.

I'm 'bout to open some farkin' windows.

In the catering biz it's called "carpet bombing".  When you walk amongst the tables rapidly whilst breaking wind. So nobody can pin it on you.

It's quite fun.

Or the idiot bathed in AXE body spray, or the "woman" wearing the latest scent from the "hilton" or "kardashian" collection.