Ok a bit rude, but very funny!!
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 releasing wind 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 blast them out!
Then one Thanksgiving 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 two fingers, I think I got most of them back in."
Shafqat Ayaz
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