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> One day I met a sweet gentleman and fell in love. When it became > apparent that we would marry, I made the supreme sacrifice and gave up > beans. > > > Some months later, on my birthday, my car broke down on the way home > from work. Since I lived in the countryside I called my husband and > told him that I would be late because I had to walk home. On my way, > I passed by a small diner and the odor of baked beans was more than I > could stand. With miles to walk, I figured that I would walk off any > ill effects by the time I reached home, so I stopped at the diner and > before I knew it, I had consumed three large orders of baked beans. > All the way home, I made sure that I released all the gas. > > > Upon my arrival, my husband seemed excited to see! me and exclaimed > delightedly: "Darling I have a surprise for dinner tonight." > > > He then blindfolded me and led me to my chair at the dinner table. I > took a seat and just as he was about to remove my blindfold, the > telephone rang. He made me promise not to touch the blindfold until > he returned and went to answer the call. > > > The baked beans I had consumed were still affecting me and the > pressure was becoming most unbearable, so while my husband was out of > the room I seized the opportunity, shifted my weight to one leg and > let one go. It was not only loud, but it smelled like a fertilizer > truck running over a skunk in front of a pulpwood mill. I took my > napkin from my lap and fanned the air around me vigorously. > > > Then, shifting to the other cheek, I ripped off three more. The stink > was worse than cooked cabbage. > > > Keeping my ears carefully tuned to the conversation in the other room, > I went on like this for another few minutes. > > The pleasure was indescribable. When eventually the telephone > farewells signaled the end of my freedom, I quickly fanned the air a > few more times with my napkin, placed it on my lap and folded my > hands back on it feeling very relieved and pleased with myself. > > > My face must have been the picture of innocence when my husband > returned, apologizing for taking so long. He asked me if I had peeked > through the blindfold, and I assured him I had not. > > > At this point, he removed the blindfold, and twelve dinner guests > seated around the table chorused: "Happy Birthday!" > > > I fainted!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Hello I am really speechless to say the least, but I hope things went well at the party. Take care soidhonia
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