This is the story of a couple who have 26 years happily married. The only friction in their marriage, the husband had a terrible habit to the morning when awakening awful hard and smelly farts in bed alone. The sound made his wife wake up, smell hit on her eyes and made sure they each above the sheets to air had to happen. Each morning she begged him to stop because she was sick.
He said he could not stop because it was a natural habit.
The woman said that he had to go to a doctor because she was worried that one day he would shit his guts out.
Months went by and the man was but his annoying habit. Until Christmas morning the woman to prepare a turkey for the Christmas dinner. The man was top of his bedroom still asleep. The woman had the guts from the turkey and met in a bowl, and suddenly there was a common thought in her top.
She took the dish and went to the top where her husband was still asleep.
Slowly she pulled the sheets and his pajama pants down and ledigde the dish with turkey guts into his pants.
A few minutes later she heard her husband awake with the usual noise of his farts followed by a blood curdling cry and the sound of footsteps to the bathroom. The woman could not contain himself and rolled over the kitchen floor laughing.
About twenty minutes later the man came down in his pajama pants soiled with blood with a hysterical look in his eyes. The woman bit her lip as she asked him what was going on.
"Honey," he said, "you were right! All those times that you warned me, and I wanted to but you will not listen!"
"What do you mean?" asked the woman.
"Well, you always said that one day I would shit my guts out and today that happened. But with the help of God, a significant amount of Vaseline and these two fingers, I got it back in to stop!"
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