Sunday Confession: The Art Of Flatulence
Posted on January 31st, 2010 in daily marriage, sunday confession
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!
okay girl, TMI–TMI–TMI!!!
you are a hot butt mess {no pun intended}
stop by and see me sometimes–
remain blessed!!
ha! you are not alone my friend. I’m going through the same thing–between the baby and the hubby…*le sigh*
Ok now that was just funny as hell! I think I have that issue every single night.
gruesome! ROFL!!!
Kelly, The Glass Dragonfly Reply:
February 1st, 2010 at 12:02 am
Oh funny! I guess there are a few benefits to sleeping alone…
LMAO…that was way tmi, but funny non the less!
LMAO!!!!!!!!!!! Hilarious lol.
You poor thing! lol
I think we have the same husband.
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
I think we ALL have the same husband. We need to form a support group!
LOL… That’s too funny. I used to have one of those and I can’t say that I miss that awesome talent!