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Saturday, 18 February 2012


...During lunch at work last week, I ate 3
plates of beans (which I know I shudn't).
When I got home, my husband seemed
excited to see me and exclaimed delightedly:
"Darling I have a surprise for dinner tonight."
He then blindfolded me and led me to my
chair at the dinner table. I took a seat and just
as he was about to remove my blindfold, the
telephone rang. He made me pr............o mise
not to touch the blindfold until he returned
and went to answer the call. The beans I had
consumed were still affecting me and the
pressure was becoming unbearable, so while
my husband was out of the room I seized the
opportunity, shifted my weight to one leg
and let one go. It was not only loud, but it
smelled like a fertilizer truck running over a
skunk in front of a garbage dump! I took my
napkin from my lap and fanned the air
around me vigorously. Then, shifting to the
other leg, I ripped off three more. The stink
was worse than cooked cabbage. Keeping my
ears carefully tuned to the conversation in
the other room, I went on releasing atomic
bombs like this for another few minutes. The
pleasure was indescribable! Eventually the
telephone farewells signaled the end of my
freedom, so I quickly fanned the air a few
more times with my napkin, placed it on my
lap and folded my hands back on it feeling
very relieved and pleased with myself. My
face must have been the picture of innocence
when my husband returned, apologizing for
taking so long. He asked me if I had peeked
through the blindfold, and I assured him I
had not.
At this point, he removed the blindfold, and
twelve dinner guests seated around the table,
with their hands to their noses, chorused:
"Happy Birthday!
Sent from my BlackBerry wireless device from MTN


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