If there’s one thing more terrifying than the prospect of snakes on a plane, it’s unrestrained flatulence. I don’t think we really need to elaborate, do we? OK then. Maybe that’s why, as The Telegraph reports, Ireland’s equivalent of our TSA snagged little Leo Fitzpatrick’s fart gun before he could board a plane this week from Dublin to Nottingham. Imagine the chaos that might have ensued had the little tyke been unable to maintain adequate Rule 3 discipline at 30,000 feet, where a negligent discharge (or seven) could have been catastrophic. So to the eagle-eyed security staff on duty at Dublin Airport, well done, lads. Well done.