Our local gas company used to be called "Peoples Natural Gas" I was in their office payin' my bill one time, the lady behind the counter told me how much I owed. I asked here if I couln just make the check out to farts. Dang I hate folks who sit behind desks with no sense of humor.
I have decided that if you did the campfire scene from "Blazing Saddles" with the kids from the cowboys, you'd have on of the most historically correct scenes in all cowboy moviedom. Think about it, a buch of young fellas away from mom, teachers and big sister for the first time in their life, hangin' round other young fellas, eatin' a less than perfect diet. Kind of makes you wonder if the ever seen who could make the bigest flame.
Oh by the way, farts are nothin' but methane gas with sulfur compounds that make the smell.
Natural gas burned in stoves and furnaces that is piped to urban homes and bussinesses is nothin' but methane gas with a sulfur compound added to it to make it smell.
Myself if gas is needed or wanted I recomend good chili served over eggs, with refries on the side.
(Never put the beans in the chili)