This story is about a woman whose boyfriend surprised her with a blindfold at the front door of their house. What begins as some harmless fun, develops lightning-fast into a catastrophe. What happens afterwards is the only answer you need for why the story has found its way anonymously onto the internet.
“During lunch at work last week I ate three plates of beans, which I know I should not have. When I got home, my boyfriend 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 asked me to promise not to touch the blindfold until he returned and went to answer the call. I promised him several times that I wouldn't and that I would sit bravely until he returned. Satisfied, he went to answer the phone.
The beans I had consumed were still affecting me and the pressure was becoming unbearable, so while my boyfriend was out 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 let three more go. 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 pleasure was indescribable!
Eventually the farewells on the telephone 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 ontop, feeling very relieved and pleased with myself.
My face must have been the picture of innocence when my boyfriend returned as he apologized 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 12 dinner guests seated around the table, with their hands to their noses, chorused, "Happy Birthday.”
I am sure that after 3 plates of beans, she was ready to explode. But surely, the guests would have simply ran away. Some airing of this wonderful “scent” was surely needed! Share this “explosive” anecdote with everyone that you know.
Source: Diply
http://www.hefty.co/
Source: Diply
http://www.hefty.co/
