Do you fart in bed ?
If this story doesn’t make you cry for laughing so hard, let me know and
I’ll pray for you. This is a story about a couple who had been happily
married
for years, the only friction in their marriage was the husband’s
habit of farting
loudly every morning when he awoke the noise would
wake his wife and the
smell would make her eyes water and make her gasp
for air.
Every morning
she would plead with him to stop ripping them off because it was making
her sick.
He told her he couldn’t stop it and that it was perfectly
natural. She told him to
see a doctor, she was concerned that one day he
would blow his guts out. The
years went by and he continued to rip them
out. Then one Christmas day morning,
as she was preparing the turkey
for dinner and he was upstairs sound asleep,
she looked at the innards,
neck, gizzard, liver and all the spare parts, and a malicious
thought
came to her. She took the bowl and went upstairs where her husband
was
sound asleep and, gently pulling the bed covers back, she pulled back
the
elastic waistband of his underpants and emptied the bowl of turkey
guts into his shorts.
Sometime later she heard her husband waken with
his usual trumpeting which
was followed by a blood curdling scream and
the sound of frantic footsteps
as he ran into the bath room. The wife
could hardly control herself as she rolled
on the floor laughing, tears
in her eyes! After years of torture she reckoned
she had got him back
pretty good. About twenty minutes later, her husband came
downstairs in
his blood stained underpants with a look of horror on his face.
She bit
her lip as she asked him what was the matter. He said, “Honey you were
right…
all these years you have warned me and I didn’t listen to you.”
“What do you mean?”
asked his wife. “Well, you always told me that one
day I would end up farting
my guts out, and today it finally happened,
but by the grace of god, some Vaseline
and two fingers. I think I got
most of them back in………..”
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