I should’ve called the police on my husband last night.
Instead, I resorted to spraying Febreze every couple of hours.
Today he actually ate THREE MORE of those stupid sausages... chuckling his fool head off as he munched them right in front of me.
He’s intentionally trying to kill me.
where did he get the sausages
He’s intentionally trying to kill me.
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Light a match, throw it in the room, collect life insurance.
After gallbladder surgery (which I underwent just before Halloween), your chitterlings can - and will - react in unusual and unexpected ways...generally shortly after dining.
A couple of months ago on the way home from lunch, I released an "air pocket" which had apparently been hiding in my anals for days. Wifey and I both had to get out of the car after I pulled over. She was gagging so much I thought she was gonna lose it.
20 years ago, I had an emergency colostomy, 5 inches of my colon was removed. Due to infection, the doc couldn’t put my colon back together again. I waited 9 months for my colon to be put together.
In the mean time, I had to wear an appliance (colostomy bag). If I ate anything that caused gas, that bag would swell up like an inflated balloon and had to be “burped”.
That was among the most foul smelling things on earth. After the first few burps, I had mercy on my family and went out doors to burp it.