Jessie's stomach starts cramping up as we get into bed last night. I have a theory that farting and burping may help. Time to put my plan into motion. I tell her to give me a good burp to see if it'll alleviate some of the pressure in her stomach. Not only does she give me one good burp, she rips off a good 10 burps in a row!
Yowzers! I wasn't expecting that. Not too shabby for a person who normally doesn't burp a lot. I praise her for a job well done and ask if she feels better. She says she actually does feel better.
GOOOAAALLL!
Then, she states that she wishes she could fart on command. I solemnly nod in agreement. I've always envied people who possess this special gift from God.
Yowzers! I wasn't expecting that. Not too shabby for a person who normally doesn't burp a lot. I praise her for a job well done and ask if she feels better. She says she actually does feel better.
GOOOAAALLL!
Then, she states that she wishes she could fart on command. I solemnly nod in agreement. I've always envied people who possess this special gift from God.
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