"If you don't stop doing that, I'm telling' you, your guts are going to fall out," says the mans wife for the hundredth time. "Honey, I just can't help it," replies the husband.
"I'm telling you, one of these days you're going to shoot your guts right out if you don't stop all that farting."
"But I just can't help it, Honey"
For twenty years she had been telling him this with no results. Finally, while preparing the turkey early in the morning one Thanksgiving day, she gets a hilarious idea. "Hee hee hee," she snickers to herself as she gathers all the turkey guts in her hand and sneaks upstairs into her sleeping husband's bedroom. She very quietly tip-toes into the bedroom, very quietly pulls the covers back and pulls down his underwear, and deftly drops the turkey guts into his shorts. Then she tiptoes back down to the kitchen, proud of her idea for a hilarious prank, and goes about preparing the Thanksgiving meal.
Later that morning while still working in the kitchen, she hears a horrific scream from her husband.
"Hee hee hee," she snickers to herself as she hears him dash out of bed and into the bathroom.
About twenty minutes pass and he finally comes down to the kitchen.
"Why dear, what is the matter?" she asks while trying to contain her laughter.
"Honey, you were right!" he replies. " All these years you tried to warn me but I just wouldn't listen. And now it finally happened, I farted my guts right out. But with these two fingers and God's help, I think I got them all back in. |
