Flatulant Spouse
My wife rips about like she is starting a lawn mower. And sometimes there is messy "suprises": the proof is in the laundry. Is it normal to have a wife that creates her own Shit Shackles? I miss the neighbors.
In the 4 years of marriage I have never known her to defficate, she sits on the pot for hours and makes these eerie echoing noises, but the water stays undisturbed, sadly.
I think her body mysteriously turns her solid waste products into a colorless gas that smells of canned peas.
She may pass her Detrius material in the dead of night because I see her scurry into the cellar with a sawed-off milk jug. The jugs never reappear though. There is reliefon her face and fatigue in her doey eyes when she returns to my beside. And she smells like a shit-house door on a tuna troller.
This normal?....help me...
Seriously get her to a doctor...FAST! I bet she's probably suffering from utter humiliation as well and aLWAYS remember it could be worst....like she really could be an alien! No way....... Now I'm getting envious!