There was once a man who woke up every morning and farted really loudly... Every day he would wake up, release the pressure, and his wife would say in disgust ""one of these days, you're going to fart your guts out"". So one Thanksgiving, the wife got up early to start fixing the feast for the day. As she was removing the giblets from the turkey, she had an idea. Sneaking back up to the bedroom, she carefully lifted the back of her husbands pajamas and placed the giblets into his pants, then snuck back downstairs and continued her work. After a while, she heard her husbands alarm go off and, just as every morning, the eruptive release of high pressure gasses. She giggled to herself and her small prank, and waited for him to come down stairs. Five minutes went by, and there was no sign of him, but she kept preparing the meal. Ten minutes...Fifteen...and now she was a little worried so she went up to check on him. She noticed the bathroom light was on, so she knocked on the door and asked ""honey are you ok?"" He came out and sheepishly replied ""Well, it finally happened. I farted my guts out. But by the grace of god, and these two fingers, I was able to get them back in.""