I have to tell on myself. Me and hubby were walking through the grocery store together and I well, I just cocked-up up and let one rip (yes, I'm dainty like that but in my defense, I thought we were "alone" in the isle). My sweet man immediately says, "excuse me" so that the family that I did not see behind us, in the isle, could hear him. Now that's the type of man I was married to!
Wow! A man that would take a fart for ya is my kinda guy!




