A toot in the night
July 28, 2011
It was 2:33 a.m. Ever so quietly, I had just returned to the warmth of my bed after a quick visit to the toilet. I lay on my back elevated on a few pillows, as pregnant women are wont to do. As my body relaxes, I think only of sleep and how I hope to quickly return to the pleasant state I was so recently in. My pregnant body joins with the bed. And a slight toot slips out. Next to me, I feel Hubster start to shake a little and giggle. Damn, thought he was definitely sleeping. Ah, the joys of being pregnant and bloated. Cute, right?
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I smell ya sister. Just let em rip… I can’t believe you guys are still too shy to do that!
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Oh no, never said we were too shy. It was just funny – I thought I was having a private moment until he started giggling.
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Hahahahaha!!! Farting is always funny, whether shared or not.
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