Wife's Revenge

[The Jenilynn Rush]

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This is a story about a couple who had been happily married for
years. The only friction in their marriage was the husband's habit
of farting loudly every morning when he awoke. The noise would wake
his wife and the smell would make her eyes water and make her gasp
for air. Every morning she would plead with him to stop ripping them
off because it was making her sick. He told her he couldn't stop it
and that it was perfectly natural. She told him to see a doctor; she
was concerned that one day he would blow his guts out. The years
went by and he continued to rip them out.

Then one Thanksgiving morning as she was preparing the turkey for
dinner and he was upstairs sound ! asleep, she looked at the bowl
where she had put the turkey innards and neck, gizzard, liver and
all the spare parts and a malicious thought came to her. She took
the bowl and went upstairs where her husband was sound asleep and,
gently pulling back the bed covers, she pulled back the elastic
waistband of his underpants and emptied the bowl of turkey guts into
his shorts.

Some time later she heard her husband waken with his usual
trumpeting, which was followed by a blood curdling scream and the
sound of frantic footsteps as he ran into the bathroom.

The wife could hardly control herself as she rolled on the floor
laughing, tears in her eyes! After years of torture she reckoned she
had got him back pretty good.

About twenty minutes later, her husband came downstairs in his
bloodstained underpants with a look of horror on his face. She bit!
her lip as she asked him what was the matter. He said, "Honey , you
were right. All these years you have warned me and I didn't listen
to you." "What do you mean?" asked his wife. "Well, you always told
me that one day I would end up farting my guts out, and today it
finally happened....

But by the grace of God, some Vaseline, and these two fingers, I
think I got most of them back in !