Chuckle For The Day: Beans, Beans The Musical Fruit

During her lunch, a woman ate two plates of beans instead of her usual sandwich and soup, after all it was her birthday and she was going to eat whatever she wanted.

By the time she got home, her husband was so excited to see her.

“Honey, I have a surprise for dinner tonight for you!”

He then blindfolded his lovely wife and led her to the dining table. Just as he was about to remove the blindfold, the telephone rang. He made her promise not to remove the blindfold and he would be right back.

The beans started to kick into overdrive. She decided to seize the moment by shifting her body weight and letting one rip. It was not only loud, it was ripe. All of a sudden, she leans to the other side and lets out another ripper, this one bigger, better and riper than the last one. She felt relief. A few more decent toots came in tow.

Then the smell really started to float to the surface. She started to fan the air around her with great vigor.

Eventually the telephone farewells signaled the end of her freedom; she 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.

“Sorry, Honey. That was your Dad. I told him you would call him a little later on. You didn’t peak did you?”

“Nope.” She said innocently.

At this point, he removes the blindfold, and twelve dinner guests seated around the table with their hands to their nose chorused,

“Happy Birthday.”