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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;konabear, post: 386694, member: 12165&quot;] </p><p><span style="color: #004000"><font face="Trebuchet MS">DO YOU FART IN BED? </font></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: #004000"><font face="Trebuchet MS">IF THIS STORY DOESN&#039;T MAKE YOU CRY FOR LAUGHING SO HARD, LET ME KNOW AND I&#039;LL PRAY FOR YOU. </font></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: #004000"><font face="Trebuchet MS">THIS IS A STORY ABOUT A COUPLE WHO HAD BEEN HAPPILY MARRIED FOR YEARS. </font></span></p><p><span style="color: #004000"><font face="Trebuchet MS">THE ONLY FRICTION IN THEIR MARRIAGE WAS THE HUSBAND&#039;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. </font></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: #004000"><font face="Trebuchet MS">EVERY MORNING SHE WOULD PLEAD WITH HIM TO STOP RIPPING THEM OFF BECAUSE IT WAS MAKING HER SICK. HE TOLD HER HE COULDN&#039;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. </font></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: #004000"><font face="Trebuchet MS">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 INNARDS AND NECK, GIZZARD, LIVER AND ALL THE SPARE PARTS AND A MALICIOUS THOUGHT CAME TO HER. </font></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: #004000"><font face="Trebuchet MS">SHE TOOK THE BOWL AND WENT UPSTAIRS WHERE HER HUSBAND WAS SOUND ASLEEP AND, GENTLY PULLING THE BED COVERS BACK, SHE PULLED BACK THE ELASTIC WAISTBAND OF HIS UNDERPANTS AND EMPTIED THE BOWL OF TURKEY GUTS INTO HIS SHORTS </font></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: #004000"><font face="Trebuchet MS">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 FOOT STEPS AS HE RAN INTO THE BATH ROOM. 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.. </font></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: #004000"><font face="Trebuchet MS">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. </font></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: #004000"><font face="Trebuchet MS">HE SAID, &#039;HONEY YOU WERE RIGHT. ALL THESE YEARS YOU HAVE WARNED ME AND I DIDN&#039;T LISTEN TO YOU&#039;.</font></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: #004000"><font face="Trebuchet MS">&#039;WHAT DO YOU MEAN?&#039; ASKED HIS WIFE. </font></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: #004000"><font face="Trebuchet MS">&#039;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.&#039; </font></span></p><p><span style="color: #004000"><font face="Trebuchet MS"><br /></font></span></p><p><span style="color: #004000"><font face="Trebuchet MS"><br /></font></span></p><p><span style="color: #004000"><font face="Trebuchet MS"><br /></font></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><p style="text-align: center"></p> </p><p><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3"> kona</font></font>[/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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