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oh Lee. thats a good one im still wipping the tears up hazel x

OMG Lee rofpmsl Caz Will show it to OH in a mo....it will be right up his street.lol

Heard it years and years ago, but still very funny!

Well Ann oh will have to suffer the consequences, PHURT PHURT,,,,,,,PMSL,,,,,,,,

Phurt.Phurt----well if it's windy tomorrow we know you ate them----lol

Oh no guess what,,,,,,,,,? OH has suggested baked beans for tea,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,ergh,,,,,,,,lol

Lee That's brilliant!!!

Lee that was brill :-))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) Twizzle

Lee that was so funny and all the better for not guessing the ending! Caz xxx

thats Great..Lee.. Have you seen the one where the B/F opens the car door for the girl, she gets in and while he is walking round to HIS side she lets one go.........when he gets in the car he introduces her to the other pair of the double date...who are sitting in the back.. Bob

OMG, that is so funny Lee, PMSL Louisa

pmsl I have heard that one before, but it still creases me up!! Thanks Lee!! Helen

OMG,,,,,, ,,,,,,,, Glad you all enjoyed it,,,,,,pmsl,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,Lxx

I'm crying!! HA Ha Ha

OMG PMSL !!!!! xx

Brilliant!

Very good Lee....x

very good lee. catherine xx

brilliant Lee xxLynnxx

Baked Beans One day I met a sweet gentleman and fell in love. When it became apparent that we would marry, I made the supreme sacrifice and gave up beans. Some months later, on my birthday, my car broke down on the way home from work. Since I lived in the countryside I called my husband and told him that I would be late because I had to walk home. On my way, I passed by a small diner and the odor of baked beans was more than I could stand. With miles to walk, I figured that I would walk off any ill effects by the time I reached home, so I stopped at the diner and before I knew it, I had consumed three large orders of baked beans. All the way home, I made sure that I released all the gas. Upon my arrival, my husband seemed excited to see me and exclaimed delightedly: 'Darling I have a surprise for dinner tonight.' He then blind folded me and led me to my chair at the dinner table. I took a seat and just as he was about to remove my blindfold, the telephone rang. He made me promise not to touch the blindfold until he returned and went to answer the call. The baked beans I had consumed were still affecting me and the pressure was becoming most unbearable, so while my husband was out of the room I seized the opportunity, shifted my weight to one leg and let one go. It was not only loud, but it smelled like a fertilizer truck running over a skunk in front of a pulpwood mill. I took my napkin from my lap and fanned the air around me vigorously. Then, shifting to the other cheek, I ripped off three more. The stink was worse than cooked cabbage. Keeping my ears carefully tuned to the conversation in the other room, I went on like this for another few minutes. The pleasure was indescribable. When eventually the telephone farewells signaled the end of my freedom, I quickly fanned the air a few more times with my napkin, placed it on my lap and folded my hands back on it feeling very relieved and pleased with myself. My face must have been the picture of innocence when my husband returned, apologizing for taking so long. He asked me if I had peeked through the blindfold, and I assured him I had not. At this point, he removed the blindfold, and twelve dinner guests seated around the table chorused: 'Happy Birthday!' I fainted!!!!!!!!!!!!!!