Last night I almost installed a donate button on my blog. It was for a good cause. Bail money.

It’s hard dealing with a snoring husband, but a snoring, farting husband is unforgivable, and worth a trip to the slammer!

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12 Responses to “Sunday Confession: The Art Of Flatulence”

  1. okay girl, TMI–TMI–TMI!!!
    you are a hot butt mess {no pun intended}
    stop by and see me sometimes–
    remain blessed!!

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  2. ha! you are not alone my friend. I’m going through the same thing–between the baby and the hubby…*le sigh*

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  3. Ok now that was just funny as hell! I think I have that issue every single night.

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  4. gruesome! ROFL!!!

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    Kelly, The Glass Dragonfly Reply:

    Oh funny! I guess there are a few benefits to sleeping alone…

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  5. LMAO…that was way tmi, but funny non the less!

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  6. LMAO!!!!!!!!!!! Hilarious lol.

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  7. You poor thing! lol

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  8. I think we have the same husband.

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  9. my goodness….
    my hubs has the snoring down to a science and lately the gas is a bit too much for me so I have been escaping to the guestroom.

    good luck girl, hope you have an escape plan

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  10. I think we ALL have the same husband. We need to form a support group!

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  11. LOL… That’s too funny. I used to have one of those and I can’t say that I miss that awesome talent! :)

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