The title says it all. Don’t read this while you’re eating. In fact, if you’re a tad squeamish, give this one a miss. You’ve been warned.
As we get older, our bodies change and our bodily functions can get funky. Women are used to enduring all manner of embarrassing stuff when it comes to our bodies. Men, not so much.
So, when the you-know-what hits the fan (so to speak), it can shake a guy up. I’ll let Charlie tell you all about it. You’re welcome.
She Does the Laundry
While my wife does the laundry
As best as she can
I’ve been pushing the limits
Of what she can stand
“Have you got a problem?”
She asked me one day
As she held up my skivvies
I looked away
“Lately, it looks
Like you’ve gotten worse”
True, and I’ve made
Laundry duty a curse
Us fellas were happily
Fishing for sup
When I thought to myself,
Do I bring this up?
See, she does the laundry
So she knows the score
When gas becomes more
Than I bargained for
So as long as my problem
Won’t seem to abate
The least I can do
Is step up to the plate
Before she does laundry
I’ll check what I’ve got
And then I will pre-wash
The worst of the lot
“So, fellas,” I asked,
When we were done fishin’,
“Have you ever heard
Of this sort of condition?”
“Welcome aboard!”
Junior says through his muffin,
“Nah, they don’t call us
Old farts for nothin’
That’s it for now. Catch you on the flip side!
Hear Ida Tell It: Not for the Faint of Heart