If this doesn't make you laugh out loud, nothing will!!

Once upon a time, there lived a woman who had a maddening passion for baked beans. She loved them but unfortunately, they had always had a very embarrassing and somewhat lively reaction to her.

Then one day she met a man and fell in love.

When it became apparent that they would marry she thought to herself, "He is such a sweet and gentle man, he would never go for this carrying on."
So she made the supreme sacrifice and gave up beans.

Some months later her car broke down on her way home from work. Since she lived in the country she called her husband and told him that she would be late because she had to walk home.

On her way, she passed a small diner and the odour of the baked beans was more than she could stand.

Since she still had 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 putt-putted, and upon arriving home she felt reasonably sure she could control it.

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 her chair at the table. She seated herself and just as he was about to remove the blindfold from his wife, the telephone rang.

He made her promise not to touch the blindfold until he returned. He then went to answer the telephone. The baked beans she had consumed were still affecting her and the pressure was becoming almost unbearable, so while her husband was out of the room she seized the opportunity, shifted her weight to one leg and let it go. It was not only loud, but it smelled like a fertilizer truck running over a skunk in front of pulpwood
mill. She took her napkin and fanned the air around her vigorously. Then, she shifted to the other cheek and ripped three more, which reminded her of cooked cabbage.

Keeping her ears tuned to the conversation in the other room, she went on like this for another ten minutes. When the telephone farewells signalled the end of her freedom, she fanned the air a few more times with her napkin placed it on her lap and folded her hands upon it, smiling contentedly to herself.

She was the picture of innocence when her husband returned, apologizing for taking so long, he asked her if she peeked, and she assured him that she had not. At this point, he removed the blindfold, and she was surprised!!


There were twelve dinner guests seated around the table to wish her a
"Happy Birthday"!!!

stale

but tite sha

where ya own?

You think say e easi to dey good @ joke n Writing? ie Lit n writing section,


Mi I give myself hand jo!

Monkey no fine but her mama like her so,

blissieng:

where ya own?

You think say e easi to dey good @ joke n Writing? ie Lit n writing section,


Mi I give myself hand jo!

where my own

check dem out,
they ain't copy and paste, they 100% original

https://www.nairaland.com/nigeria/topic-226371.0.html

https://www.nairaland.com/nigeria/topic-233228.0.html


don't mean to blow me trumpet,

but, what da heck . . . . . . . . .
i blow it anyway

I said jokes, not writing!

Na only you sabi write?

Copy n paste? Who doesn't? It becomes a problem if that's all you do, Since that ain't me - walk jare.

Wa o. Kai, if na me eh, i for faint out of shame.

blissieng:

I said jokes, not writing!

Na only you sabi write?

Copy n paste? Who doesn't? It becomes a problem if that's all you do, Since that ain't me - walk jare.

u b copy and paste master mistress, yet to c an original joke thot of and done by u . . . . . .
but well, it's all good, we can't all b original, so no worry, no take u for who u are,
da rob n dub master mistress

Ur opinion, a rather irrelevant one. Like I said keep walking till u find originals, There,

this is serious!

blissieng:

Ur opinion, a rather irrelevant one. Like I said keep walking till u find originals, There,

my opinion, which is d truth,
and well, truth hurts

pele  

anyway, i will manage u like dat








_{am not on ur case o, just havin me fun}

now, please move to the fighting session.

It is self degrading to have fun to other ppls detriment.

It just goes to show how less of a man boi you are.

all dis pikins self

Romade,

it takes one to know one.

bia did u mistakenly post dat u wrote the joke yaself
omo rethink am cus e be lyk say na d wrong one u post

read Roma! Learn to read!

You'd be surprised how amazing you'd feel. The amazing feeling of knowing how to read everything rather than insinuate what u think might have been written.

i said ur thread is copy paasted

romade free this gurl na

even if na copy paste, how 's it your business?

that's his job.

one of the effects of economy reccessions i guess

blissieng:

It is self degrading to have fun to other ppls detriment.

It just goes to show how less of a man boi you are.

too bad u feel dis bad about it, i didn't set out to degrade anybody
cos i only tasi / yab people i like e.g ram-made aka romade    

well, if u think am less of man, and more of a boi, or more man than boi, or d both of them,
or d 2 both of them, or d 2 both of all of dem, or everything both of all of dem,    

make u enter d place, make we c if u no go carry , . . . . .<sub>belly too    




bliss love, just messin with u head, try b a good sport</sub>

even if she follow u enter d place, NA WHAT'SUP U GO TALK, nor be sey u get any point to prove

messing wiv my head?

LOL Warajoke.

I must warn u though - I tend to give as much and more than I get.

Oh! And ten of u aint man enuff to mess wiv my head.

this is becoming serious

lol,
wetin we go do dis gurl?

whatever

lola welcome , How market?

studio43:

lol,
wetin we go do dis gurl?

Let's introduce her to Jackie Chan.

why jackie chan, when samuel peter be your brother?

una tu talk abeg act b4 she gets out of hand