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Once upon a
time, there lived a man who had a terrible passion for baked beans.
He loved them, but they always had an embarrassing and somewhat
lively reaction on him. One day he met a girl and fell in love with
her. When it was apparent that they would marry, he thought to
himself, "She'll never go through with the marriage with me
carrying on lke this" so he made the supreme sacrifice and gave up
beans. Shortly after that they were married. A few months later, on
the way home from work, his car broke down and since they lived in
the country, he 'phoned his wife and told her that he would be late
because he had to walk. On his way home, he passed a small cafe and
the wonderful aroma of baked beans overwhelmed him. Since he still
had several miles to walk he thought he would walk off any ill
effects before he got home. So he went in and ordered three extra
large helpings of beans. All the way home he farted. By the time he
arrived home he felt reasonably safe. His wife met him at the door
and seemed somewhat excited. She exclaimed, "Darling, I have the
most wonderful surprise for you for dinner tonight!" She put a
blindfold on him and led him to his chair at the head of the table
and made him promise not to peek. At this point he was beginning to
feel another fart coming on. Just as his wife was about to remove
the blindfold, the phone rang. She again made him promise not to
peek until she returned and went to answer the phone. While she was
gone, he seized the opportunity. He shifted his weight to one leg
and let go. It was not only loud, but ripe as a rotten egg. He had
a hard time breathing, so he felt for his napkin and fanned the air
about him. He had just started to feel better when another urge
came on. He raised his leg and rrriiiipppp! Another one! It sounded
like a diesel engine revving and smelled even worse than the last
one. To keep himself from gagging, he tried fanning his arms a
while, hoping the smell would dissipate. Things had just about
returned to normal when he felt another urge coming. He shifted his
weight to his other leg and let go. This was a real blue ribbon
winner; the windows shook, the dishes on the table rattled and a
minute later the flowers on the table were dead. While keeping an
ear tuned in on the conversation in the hallway, and keeping his
promise of staying blindfolded, he carried on like this for the
next 10 minutes, farting and then fanning each time with his
napkin. When he heard the phone farewells (indicating the end of
his lonliness and freedom) he neatly laid his napkin on his lap and
folded his hands on top of it. Smiling contentedly, he was the
picture of innocence when his wife walked in. Apologizing for
taking so long, she asked if he had peeked at the dinner table.
After assuring her he had not peeked, she removed the blindfold and
yelled "SURPRISE!" To his shock and horror, there were twelve
dinner guests seated around the table for his surprise birthday
party.
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