Rapunsel
Tinkerbell... mood subject to change without notic
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I don't know of there are many of you out there, that have DH's farting then pulling the covers over your head.. But I do. In fact he taught our DS 2 how to do it on our trip to WDW. I could have shot them both. Then I recied this as a story and thought that it was too good not to let everyone else in on a laugh..
No farting 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 morning as she was
> preparing the turkey for dinner and he was
> upstairs sound asleep, she looked at the bowl
> where she had put the turkey innards and neck,
> gizzard, liver and all the spare parts.
>
> A malicious thought came to her.
>
> She took the bowl and went upstairs where her
> husband was sound asleep and, gently pulling
> back the bed covers, she pulled back the elastic
> waistband of his underpants 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
> footsteps as he ran into the bathroom.
>
> 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 these two fingers, I think I got most of them
> back in."
>
Hope you enjoyed it and had a good laugh.
Rapunsel
No farting 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 morning as she was
> preparing the turkey for dinner and he was
> upstairs sound asleep, she looked at the bowl
> where she had put the turkey innards and neck,
> gizzard, liver and all the spare parts.
>
> A malicious thought came to her.
>
> She took the bowl and went upstairs where her
> husband was sound asleep and, gently pulling
> back the bed covers, she pulled back the elastic
> waistband of his underpants 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
> footsteps as he ran into the bathroom.
>
> 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 these two fingers, I think I got most of them
> back in."
>
Hope you enjoyed it and had a good laugh.
Rapunsel
Thanks for the laugh!!
