The Honeymoon’s Over

After seventeen years of marriage and the development of a social conscience, I’ve stopped running the faucet when I’m pooping to cover up any loud and bombastic gastric releases he might hear on the other side of the bathroom door. He KNOWS I fart.
bathroom Pictures, Images and Photos
And we DON’T have a noisy ceiling fan here like we did in our house in Dallas.

So now after leaving the bathroom, I curtsy or bow and he applauds. I’ve yet to achieve a standing ovation, but I’m working on it.

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