A woman goes to her boyfriend’s parents’ house for dinner. This is tobe her first time meeting the family and she is very nervous. They all sit down and begin eating a fine meal.
The woman is beginning to feel a little discomfort, thanks to her nervousness and the broccoli casserole. The gas pains are almost making her eyes water. Left with no other choice, she decides to relieve herself a bit and lets out a dainty fart.
It wasn’t loud, but everyone at the table heard thepouf. Before she even had a chanceto be embarrassed, her boyfriend’s father looked over at the dog that had been snoozing at the woman’s feet and said in a rather stern voice, “Skippy!”. The woman thought, “This is great!” and a big smile came across her face. A couple of minutes later, she was beginning to feel the pain again.
This time, she didn’t even hesitate. She let a much louder and longer fart rip. The father again looked and the dog and yelled, “Dammit Skippy!” Once again the woman smiled and thought “Yes!”. A few minutes laterthe woman had to let another one rip.
This time she didn’t even think about it. She let rip a fart that rivaled a train whistle blowing! Once again, the father looked at the dog with disgust and yelled, ”Dammit Skippy, get away from her before she shits on you!”
Our Granddaughter Sent Us a Note with Disgusting Text Demanding $5000 — So We Decided to Teach Her a Lesson
When Sarah’s wedding plans unexpectedly shifted, my husband Jim and I were stunned by her sense of entitlement. We were thrilled when she first shared the news, eagerly planning how we could make her day special. However, everything changed with a letter that arrived just days ago.
In it, Sarah demanded $5,000 for a birthday vacation with her fiancé, dismissing our years of heartfelt gifts as “cheap trash.” Over the years, we had given her handmade quilts, heirloom jewelry, helped with her car down payment, and covered college costs—believing these meant something to her.
Heartbroken and angered, Jim and I decided it was time for a reckoning. We gathered every gift we had ever given her, starting with the quilts lovingly crafted and the jewelry that held precious memories. Even her childhood bike, rusty but cherished, joined the items collected with tears in our eyes. We canceled our financial support for her wedding and donated everything to an orphanage.
Sarah’s furious response left us reeling, accusing us of ruining her wedding and life. While some family members sided with her, others supported our tough love approach, agreeing she needed to learn gratitude and respect. Despite the pain, we stand by our decision, believing in the power of tough lessons for personal growth and hope Sarah will one day understand the true meaning of love and appreciation.
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