If this story doesn’t make you cry for laughing so hard, let me know and I will pray for you. 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 oneThanksgiving 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 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 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 these two fingers, I think I got most of them back
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Eines Morgens merkt der Vater beim Wecken seiner Tochter das diese mit gespreizten Beinen schläft. Der Vater schimpft mit ihr, dass man das nicht mache. Am nächsten Morgen wieder das selbe Spiel. Am nächsten Morgen schimpft der Vater wieder „Wenn du immer breitbeinig schläfst, dann fällt dir irgendwann die Gebärmutter raus!“ Aber die Tocher will nicht hören. Um seine Tochter zu schocken legt er ihr in der nächsten Nacht eine Schweineleber zwischen die Beine. Am nächsten Morgen kommt die Tochter ganz aufgelöst zum Frühstückstisch und sagt „Papa, du hattest doch recht! Mir ist die Gebärmutter wirklich rausgefallen! Das war eine ganz schöne Arbeit bis ich die wieder drin hatte…!“
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