When me and the Mrs bought our first apartment together, we ordered an Indian takeaway and had it with a few heinekens to round off a hard days removals. The saag aloo gave us both terrible gas, and to my surprise she lifted up her leg and farted in my direction. Somewhat taken aback but slightly aroused, I chased her into the kitchen to return the favour. Seeing that she was trapped between me, and the front door (it was a strange victorian conversion, with a very long but thin galley kitchen with our front door at the end) I grabbed onto both sides of the worktop and swung my legs up to her head height and let off a blaster right in her face, then fell on the floor literally crying with joy at my achievements! Little did I know, that she was almost in tears because I had timed the swing so perfectly, the fart went directly into her mouth as she was trying to shout at me and she had actually felt the force of it on her tongue hahahahahahahahaha! To this day I am not forgiven for this.
Classy and Gassy couple...well player sir, well played!
My first wife and I were going to a movie and she had on these bright white painters pants.
We were running late and rushed in , right after the previews were done and the lights went down.
I was right behind here walking down the aisle and ripped off a real doozy.
Everyone looked back at us ,so I loudly declared ; " Damn woman, I can't take you anywhere."
I heard a cascade of people quietly saying ; "OMG, it's the girl in the white pants".
Needless to say, she refused to sit by me for the movie and we didn't have sex after the film LOL.
Hmmm, I wonder how that marriage worked out??
