An old man and his wife have gone to bed. After laying there a few minutes the old man farts and says, "Seven Points."
His wife rolls over and says, "What in the world was that?"
The old man replied, "It's fart football."
A few minutes later the wife lets one go and says, "Touchdown, tie score."
After about five minutes the old man farts again and says, "Touchdown, I'm ahead 14 to 7."
Not to be out done the wife rips another one and says, "Touchdown, tie score."
Five seconds go by and she lets out a squeaker and says, "Field goal, I lead 17 to 14."
Now the pressure's on and the old man refuses to get beat by a woman so he strains real hard but to no avail. Realizing a defeat is totally unacceptable, he gives it everything he has, but instead of farting, he poops in the bed.
The wife looks and says, "What the hell was that?"
The old man replied, "Half-time, Switch sides."
Sounds like the kind of shit Herbey would do....
Posted by: Madfish Willie on October 21, 2004 07:24 PMI'm not going to ask how you know so much about Harvey's shit.
Posted by: tommy on October 21, 2004 07:46 PMHe SHOULD know my shit. I've been givin' it to him for about a year :-)
Anyway, this gives a whole new (and very unpleasant) meaning to "wet spot"
Posted by: Harvey on October 22, 2004 08:58 AMewwwww
Posted by: Joshua on October 30, 2004 11:49 AM