The wife had a playful idea while cooking the turkey on Thanksgiving morning. As she waited for her husband’s regular routine, she sneaked into their bedroom with a handful of turkey innards and carefully tucked them into his underwear.
She heard him stir an hour later. He started his morning fart-laugh routine, but all of a sudden the laughter stopped, was replaced by a scream, and then there was silence for ten minutes. When he finally came downstairs, he held up his dirty fingers and looked sheepish.
“Honey, I must apologize to you,” he said. You were correct; I finally let my guts out today. But I’m going to be alright because I managed to get them all back in with the help of God and these two fingers. The playful nature of a long marriage, where even the most ridiculous moments turn into cherished memories, is aptly captured by this amusing prank.
