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Post by cabooseman on Nov 17, 2010 9:40:06 GMT -6
For 20 years of married life the husband had been in the habit of farting loudly every morning and for 20 years the wife had been complaining it was making her gasp for air and making her sick. He told her he couldn't stop and it was perfectly normal and continued to rip them out. She told him one of these days he was going to blow his guts out. Then one thanksgiving morning as she was preparing the turkey for dinner and he was sound asleep upstairs she looked at the bowl she had put the turkey innards and neck, gizzard, and liver and a malicious thought came to her. She took the bowl and went upstairs and gently pulling back the bed covers she gently pulled back the elastic waistband of his underpants and emptied the bowl of turkey guts into his shorts. About a half hour later her husband let out a blood curdling scream and kept screaming for the next 20 minutes. The wife was rolling on the floor laughing, tears in her eyes, she had finally got her revenge. she finally shouted upstairs asking her husband what was the matter. He said," Honey, you were right, you warned me, and I finally did it, I blew my guts out, but by the grace of God, a jar of Vaseline, and these two fingers, I think I got most of them back in". __
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