FileTitle: Joke1827.html
Category: Humor
Type: Joke
Description: Flatulent Husband
     There was an old married couple that had happily lived together for
nearly forty years.  The only friction in their marriage was caused by the
husband's habit of breaking wind nearly every morning as he awoke.  The
noise would always wake up his wife and the smell would cause her eyes to
water as she would choke and gasp for air.  Nearly every morning she would
plead with him to stop ripping one in the morning.  He told her that he
couldn't help it.  She begged him to see a doctor to see if anything could
be done but the husband wouldn't hear of it.  He told her that it was just a
natural bodily function and then he would laugh in her face as she tried to
wave the fumes away with her hands.  She told him that there was nothing
natural about it and if he didn't stop, he was one day going to "fart his
guts out".
     The years went by and the wife continued to suffer and the husband
continued to ignore her warnings about "farting his guts out" until one
Thanksgiving morning.  Before dawn, the wife went downstairs to prepare the
family feast.  She fixed pumpkin pie, mashed potatoes, gravy and of course a
turkey.  While she was taking out the turkey's innards, a thought occurred
to the wife as to how she might solve her husband's problem.  With a
devilish grin on her face, she placed the turkey guts into a bowl and
quietly walked upstairs hours before her flatulent husband would awake.
     While he was still soundly asleep, she pulled back the covers and then
gently pulled back her husband's jockey shorts.  She then placed all of the
turkey guts into her husband's underwear, pulled them up, replaced the
covers and tiptoed back downstairs to finish preparing the family meal.
     Several hours later she heard her husband awake with his normal loud
ass-trumpeting.  This was soon followed by a blood curdling scream and the
sound of frantic footsteps as her husband ran to the upstairs bathroom.  The
wife could not control herself and her eyes began to tear up as she rolled
on the floor laughing.  After years of putting up with him she had finally
gotten even.
     About twenty minutes later, her husband came downstairs in his  blood
stained underpants with a look of horror in his eyes.  She bit her lip  to
keep from laughing and she asked him what was the matter.
     He said, "Honey, you were right - all those years you warned me and I
didn't listen to you."
     "What do you mean?" asked his wife.
     "Well you always told me that  I would end up farting my guts out one
of these days and today it finally happened.  But by the grace of God and
these two fingers, I think I got 'em all back in."