I was in the Army with a Mexican guy, when he went to the latrine he could empty out the whole barracks. Like a WMD going off. It was so bad a black guy punched him out one day for laughing about it. True story.
The worst gas I ever had was after eating my Mother-in-law’s chili.
The next day I was constantly doubled up with pain, then passed the gas and cleared out whole sections of the open air steel plant where I worked. Passing the gas relieved the pain for a little while till it hit again. It was really that bad as after 44 years I still remember it.
I never ate her chili again, and never eat anything with kidney beans in it.
Roach Coaches kept us going on the flight line in the military.