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This is a story about a biker and his wife 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 awaken his wife and the smell would make her eyes water and she would have to leave the room gasping for air.
Every morning she would plead with him to stop letting them rip because it was making her sick. He told her he couldn't help it and that it was perfectly natural. She told him he should see a doctor because she was worried that one day he would blow his guts out.
The years went by and he continued to let them rip!
Then one Thanksgiving morning, while preparing the turkey dinner, she looked at the bowl where she had put the turkey innards and came up with an ingenious idea of how to stop her husband's farting.
She took the bowl and went upstairs where her husband was sound asleep. She gently pulled back the covers, pulled back the elastic waistband of his underwear, and poured in the entire bowl of turkey guts.
Sometime later she heard her husband awaken with his usual trumpeting, followed by a blood curdling scream and the sound of frantic footsteps as he ran into the bathroom.
She could barely control herself as she rolled on the floor laughing with tears in her eyes! After years of torture, she had finally taught him a lesson.
About twenty minutes later, her husband came downstairs in his bloodstained underwear with a look of horror on his face.
She bit her lip as she asked, 'What is the matter?'
He replied, 'Honey, you were right. All these years you have warned me and I wouldn't listen to you.'
'You warned 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 here, I think I managed to get most of them back in!'
