Once upon a time, there lived a man who had a maddening passion for
baked beans. He loved them, but they always had a very embarrassing and
lively reaction on him.
Then one day, he met a girl, and fell in love. When it was apparent
that they would marry, he thought to himself, ‘She is such a sweet and
gentle girl, she will never go for this carrying on.’ So he made the
supreme sacrifice, and gave up beans.
Some months later, his car broke down on the way home from work, and,
since they lived in the country, he called his wife and told her that he
would be late, as he had to walk home.
On his way, he passed a small café, and the odour of freshly baked
beans was overwhelming. Since he still had several miles to walk, he
figured that he would work off any ill effects before he got home. So he
stopped at the café.
Before leaving, he had eaten three large portions of baked beans. All
the way home he putt-putted, and, after arriving, he felt reasonably
safe that he had putt-putted his last. His wife seemed somewhat agitated
and excited to see him and exclaimed delightedly,
“Darling, I have the most wonderful surprise for dinner tonight.” She
blindfolded him, and led him to his chair at the head of the table. He
seated himself, and just as she was about to remove the blindfold, the
telephone rang. She made him promise not to touch the blindfold until
she returned, and then went to answer the phone. Seizing his
opportunity, he shifted his weight to one leg, and let go. It was not
only loud, but as ripe as rotten eggs. He took the napkin from his lap,
and vigorously fanned the air about him. Things had just about returned
to normal, when he felt another urge coming on him. So, he shifted his
weight to his other leg, and let go. This was a true prize-winner. While
keeping his ear on the conversation on the conversation in the hallway,
he went on like this for 10 minutes until he knew the phone farewells
indicated the end of his freedom.
He placed his napkin on his lap and folded his hands on top of it,
and, smiling contentedly to himself, was the very picture of innocence
when his wife returned apologising for having taken so long. She asked
if he had peeked, and he, of course, assured her that he had not. At
this point, she removed the blindfold, and there was his surprise…
Twelve guests seated around the table for a ‘Happy Birthday Party’ for
him.

lmao ,thats a great one!!!

eeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwww... smelly