If this story doesn't make you cry from laughing so

  hard, let me know, I'll see what else I can find!

  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 bowl where she had put the turkey

  innards and neck, gizzard, liver and all of 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 back the bedcovers, 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 awaken with

  his usual trumpeting fart 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."

Yes, that was a good one :^)

Mellisa, you made me laugh and it's not the first time keep up the good work and I wont whack anyone. You know who?

I am soooo proud of you for not whacking anyone! I'll keep you laughing you can count on it!

XOXOXO M