I come home from partying with my co-workers. I ate way too much food and I have bad gas. Very bad gas. I've been holding my farts in all night and I can’t wait to get home to sit on the couch and gulp my brains out.
I finally arrive home in my tight jeans, kick off my shoes and lay back to sit on the couch. My step-son and his 3 friends (all of which think their step-moms have the most musical multitoned farts) are all laying in the living room in rest bags. Its after midnight and they’re just about to go to rest.
I say hello to them and sit on the couch. I start ripping out the fa... Show more