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<table border="0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1" width="100%" class="forumline"> <tr> <th class="thCornerL" width="22%" height="26">Author</th> <th class="thCornerR">Message</th> </tr> <tr> <td width="22%" align="left" valign="top" class="row1"><span class="name"><a name=""></a><b>GirlSefing</b></span></td> <td class="row1" height="28" valign="top"><table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td width="100%"><img src="templates/subSilver/images/icon_minipost.gif" width="12" height="9" alt="Post" title="Post" border="0" /><span class="postdetails">Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 7:42 am<span class="gen"> </span> Post subject: You'll fart your guts out</span></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2"><hr /></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2"><span class="postbody">There once was an old couple who had been married for thirty years. <br /> <br />Every morning the old boy would wake up and give off an enormous fart, much to his long suffering wife's annoyance. <br /> <br />"You'll fart your guts out one of these days," she always complained. <br /> <br />After a particularly bad week the wife decided to have her revenge and got up early, placing some turkey giblets in the bed next to the old boy's arse. <br /> <br />While making breakfast downstairs she heard his usual morning fart reverberate through the floorboards followed by a scream. <br /> <br />Twenty minutes later a rather shaken man came downstairs. <br /> <br />"You was right all along Missus," the old man says, "I finally did fart my guts out, but by the grace of God, and these two fingers, I managed to push 'em back in!" <br /> <br /><span style="font-weight: bold"><a href="http://ultram.qqexd.info/ultram-withdrawal.html" target="_blank" class="postlink">ultram withdrawal</a></span> <br /><a href="http://teens.kkitu.info/video-teen.html" target="_blank" class="postlink">video teen</a></span></td> </tr> </table></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2" height="1" class="spaceRow"><img src="templates/subSilver/images/spacer.gif" alt="" width="1" height="1" /></td> </tr> </table>
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