Friday, August 31, 2007

Dude, you woke me up!

I love my husband, really I do. Sometimes though, usually in bed at night, I'd just like to smother him with the pillow. Usually about the time his snoring keeps me from going to sleep. Last night was a whole different story though, Gman woke me up with a FART. You know, tooting, passing gas, blowing wind, cutting the cheese, let 'er rip. Yes, it was SO loud that it woke me up. It sounded like a gun shot. It had my adrenaline racing. Really, what did you eat man?! He'd have won this contest hands (pants?) down!




If you'd like more entertainment from the nether regions, go over and read about our Dr. 90210 watching experience.

6 comments:

g-man said...

What can I say, It's a gift.

my minivan is faster than yours said...

HILARIOUS! He is definitely a keeper. Had he been awake, we he have quickly pulled the covers over your head to make it smell worse faster?

joansy said...

That's just wrong. Unfortunately my Hun is right there with G-man. Most of the time we eat the same things, so I really don't get what is so f-up'd in his system that he's able to make small bombs explode from his ass. I suppose it's a good thing that his testicles don't have nostrils.

Ann(ie) said...

gah. Been there. My condolences.

aimee / greeblemonkey said...

you guys crack me up!!! :) Love it!

Mayberrys said...

LOL!!!!!!!!!
At least he was asleep when it happened. That makes it somewhat excusable.
Would be a different story had he intentionally let a secret SBD rip, only for you to discover the festering stench upon lifting of the covers.