Funny, I was just thinking about my most successful dusting to date, and it was totally unplanned. I don't remember what it was, but I ate something that gave me some extra rancid, large farts. Absolutely horrible farts, like something died. I was putting a load of clothes in the washer when the worst of the lot burst forth in all of its rancid glory. Our air handler for the HVAC is right next to the washer, and the AC was running. When I went into the living room my wife asked me if I smelled something. Why, yes. Yes I did. It was that awful fart, piped into the living room. I explained what happened to her, and she gave me El Ojo Malo as she went into our bedroom to escape the odor. Shortly I hear her cussing, and she comes back into the living room. I had very effectively dusted the entire house. We had to turn off the AC and open the windows.