ONE DAY
One
day I met a sweet woman and fell in love. When it became apparent that
we would marry, I made the supreme sacrifice and gave up beans.
Some months later, on my birthday, my car broke down on the way home
from work. Since I lived in the countryside I called my wife and told
her that I would be late because I had to walk home. On my way, I passed
by a small diner and the odour of baked beans was more than I could
stand. With miles to walk, I figured that I would walk off any ill
effects by the time I reached home, so I stopped at the diner and before
I knew it, I had consumed three large orders of baked beans. All the
way home, I made sure that I released all the gas.
Upon my arrival, my wife seemed excited to see! me and exclaimed delightedly: "Darling I have a surprise for dinner tonight."
She then blindfolded me and led me to my chair at the dinner table. I
took a seat and just as she was about to remove my blindfold, the
telephone rang. She made me promise not
to touch the blindfold until she returned and went to answer the call.
The baked beans I had consumed were still affecting me and the pressure
was becoming most unbearable, so while my wife 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 pulpwood mill. I took my napkin from my lap and
fanned the air around me vigorously. Then, shifting to the other cheek, 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 like this for another few minutes. The pleasure was indescribable.
When eventually the telephone farewells signalled the end of my freedom,
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
wife returned, apologizing for taking so long. She asked me if I had
peeked through the blindfold, and I assured her I had not. At this
point, she removed the blindfold, and twelve dinner guests seated around
the table chorused: "Happy Birthday!" I fainted!!!!!!!!!!!!
posted by TARUN PATEL at 7:49 AM
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