Every morning it was the same thing.
The wife was the victim. The husband---blissfully content. he would wake up and stretch, and then he would cut loose. the wife protested in vain, and sometimes would tell him, "someday you'll crap your guts out..." and the husband would just grin. ""Feels good," he'd chortle.
He wasn't such a bad guy, but this was not a satisfactory way for his wife to start the day. Eventually she just set a small alarm so that she'd wake up a half hour or so before he did, and thus avoid the whole experience. but even then, she'd hear the inevitable yawn, the blast of gas, and her husband's grunt of satisfaction.
thanksgiving Day she was cleaning a turkey, and with a handful of giblets, she had an inspiration. She crept into her room, put the giblets in her husband's drawers, and snuck downstairs.
Then she heard the inevitable morning sounds, then a shout. "OHMIGOD" and then silence.
her husband came downstairs white as a sheet.
2007-05-27
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