Baked Beans

Once upon a time, there lived a man who had a terrible passion for baked beans. He loved them, but they always had an embarrassing and somewhat reaction on him. One day he met a girl and fell in love. When it was apparent that they would marry, he thought to himself, " She'll never go through with the marriage with me carry on like this." So, he made the supreme sacrifice and gave up beans shortly after they were married.

A few months later, on the way home from work, his car broke down and since they had lived in the country, he phoned his wife and told her that he would be late because he had to walk. On the way home, he passed a small cafe and the wonderful aroma of baked beans overwhelmed him. Since he still had several miles to walk he thought he would walk off any ill effects before he got home. So he went in and ordered three extra large helpings of beans. All the way home he pooted. By the time he arrived home he felt reasonably safe.

His wife met him at the door and seemed somewhat excited. She exclaimed, "Darling, I have the most wonderful surprise for you for dinner tonight!"

She put a blind fold on him and led him to his chair at the head of the table And made him promise not to peak. At this point he was beginning to feel another poot come on .Just as his wife was about to remove the blind fold, the phone rang. She again made him promise not to peek until she returned and went to answer the phone.

While she was gone, he seized the opportunity. He shifted his weight to one leg and let go .It was not only loud, but ripe as a rotten egg. He had a hard time breathing, so he felt for his napkin and fanned the air about him. He had just started to feeling better when another urge came on. He raised his leg and 'rriiipppp!' It sounded like a diesel engine revving, and smelled worst. To keep himself from gagging, he tried fanning arms awhile, hoping the smell Would dissipate. Things just about returned to normal when he felt another urge coming. He shifted his weight to the other leg and let go. This was a real blue Ribbon winner; the windows shook, the dishes on the table rattled and a minute

Later the flowers on the table were dead. While keeping his promise of staying blindfolded, he carried on like this for the next 10 minutes, pooting and then fanning each time with his napkin. When he heard the phone farewells (indicating the end of his loneliness and freedom) he neatly laid his napkin on his lap and folded his hands on top of it. Smiling contentedly, he was a picture of innocence when his wife walked in. Apologizing for taking so long, she asked if he had peaked at the dinner table.

After assuring her he had not peeked, she removed the blindfold and yelled

"SURPRISE!"