
Last night Duane and Angie got into bed to close a long day and cuddled in close together. Duane started to drift off as Angie lie awake planning out the rest of forever (cause that's her "thinking" time) when suddenly her tummy rumbled. She flexed her hind quarters to keep from disturbing the intimate moment, but Duane was almost asleep anyway so she whispered, "I hope you don't dream of outhouses tonight, Honey".
"Huh?"
"I have gas."
"Ahhh...." as he slowly slides away from her.
Intimate moment lost...
Darn cannery beans! If Mom hadn't bought us 30, #10 cans of them and I didn't like the taste so much, we'd probably have 6 kids by now!
Angie, you are hilarious!!!!!
ReplyDeleteThis is hilarious! What makes it even funnier is that when we were camping the canned beans were actually a topic of conversation. They really do seem to cause a lot of gas. We were trying to decide if the longer they sit the more gas they cause . Who knows ...
ReplyDeleteHahaha!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteYou're brave to make this so public....
hilarious!