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 DAY 
MORNING, AS SHE  WAS PREPARING THE TURKEY FOR DINNER AND HE WAS 
UPSTAIRS SOUND 
ASLEEP,  SHE LOOKED AT THE INNARDS, NECK, 
GIZZARD, LIVER AND ALL 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 THE  BED COVERS 
BACK, 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 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. 
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, WITH SOME VASELINE AND  TWO FINGERS. I THINK I 
GOT MOST OF THEM BACK IN.....
 
 
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