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    One day a lady met a sweet gentleman and fell in love.
    When it became apparent that they would marry,
    She made the supreme sacrifice and gave up beans.

    Some months later, on her birthday,her car broke
    down on the way home from work.
    Since I lived in the countryside She called her husband and told him that
    she would be late because she had to walk home.
    On her way,she passed by a small diner and the odour of baked beans
    was more than she could stand.
    With miles to walk, she figured that she would walk off any ill
    effects by the time she reached home,
    so she stopped at the diner and before she knew it, she had consumed
    three large orders of baked beans.
    All the way home, she made sure that she released all the gas.

    Upon her arrival, her husband seemed excited to see! her and
    exclaimed delightedly:
    'Darling I have a surprise for dinner tonight.'

    He then blindfolded her and led her to herchair at the dinner table.
    She took a seat and just as he was about to remove her blindfold,
    the telephone rang.
    He made her promise not to touch the blindfold until he returned and
    went to answer the call.

    The baked beans she had consumed were still affecting her and the
    pressure was becoming most unbearable,
    so while her husband was out of the room she seized the opportunity,
    shifted her 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 pulpwood mill.
    She took her napkin from her lap and fanned the air around her vigorously.


    Then, shifting to the other cheek, she ripped off three more.
    The stink was worse than cooked cabbage.

    Keeping her ears carefully tuned to the conversation in the other room,
    she went on like this for another few minutes.

    The pleasure was indescribable. When eventually the telephone farewells
    signalled the end of herfreedom, I quickly fanned the air a few more times
    with her napkin, placed it on her lap and folded her hands back
    on it feeling very relieved and pleased with herself.


    Her face was the picture of innocence when her husband returned,
    Apologizing for taking so long.
    He asked her if she had peeked through the blindfold,
    and she assured him she had not.


    At this point, he removed the blindfold,
    and twelve dinner guests seated around the table chorused:
    'Happy Birthday!'



    She fainted!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    Electricity:
    One Flash and you're ASH

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    an oldie but goodie and well changed too

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    S T I R L O

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    Real gasser.

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    Bollixed some of the pronouns, but a good variation anyway. Oldie? About 1971 IIRC. I remember the location and the teller's face, but that's about all. First name might have been Richard. As they say, "memory is a crazy old lady who collects brightly coloured rags and throws away food."

    Joe
    Last edited by joe greiner; 19th May 2008 at 11:49 PM. Reason: grammar
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    Fiction has to make sense. - Mark Twain

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