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 THANKSGIVING MORNING AS SHE WAS
PREPARING THE TURKEY FOR DINNER AND HE WAS UPSTAIRS SOUND
ASLEEP, SHE LOOKED AT THE INNARDS AND 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 UNDERPAN TS AND EMPTIED THE BOWL
OF TURKEY GUTS INTO HIS SHORTS.
SOME TIME LATER SHE HEARD HER HUSBAND WAKEN WITH
HIS USUAL TRUMPETING WHICH WAS FOLLOWED BY A
BLOOD CURDLING SCREAM AND THE SOUND OF FRANTIC
FOOT STEPS 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 BLOODSTAINED 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."