When I got to my girlfriends place for
dinner, she seemed excited to see me
and exclaimed delightedly “Darling I have
a surprise for you tonight”.
. She then blindfolded me and led me to
my chair at the dinning table. I took a
seat and just as she was about to
remove my blindfold, the telephone rang.
She made me promise not to touch the
blindfold until she returned and went to answer the call.
.
The beans I had consumed was still
affecting me and the pressure was
becoming unbearable, so while my
girlfriend 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 garbage dump! I took
my napkin from my lap and fanned the air
around me vigorously. Then, shifting to the
other leg, 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
releasing atomic bombs like this for another few minutes. The pressure was
indescribable! Eventually the telephone
farewells signaled the end of my
freedom, so 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 girlfriend returned,
apologizing for taking so long. She asked me if I had peeped through the blindfold,
and I assured her I had not.
.
At this point, she removed the blindfold.
To my greatest surprise, twelve dinner
guests including her Mum and Dad were seated around the table, with hands
holding their noses.
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