Are You Ready For Some Football?

An old married couple no sooner hit the pillows when the husband passes gas and says: "Seven Points."

His wife rolls over and says, "What the hell are you doing?"

The old man replies, "It's Fart Football."

A few minutes later his wife lets one rip and says "Touchdown! Tie score."

Five minutes later, the husband releases a violation of the Geneva Convention and says, "Aha! I'm ahead, 14 to 7."

Not to be outdone, the wife lets fly with an appalling contrail and says, "Touchdown! Tie Score!"

A mere five seconds later, she lets out a squeaker and says, "Field goal! I lead 17 to 14!"

Incensed and outraged at the prospect of being humbled by a woman, the husband gives it everything he's got, straining till his eyes are bloodshot: defeat is totally unacceptable, he strains even further. He shits the bed.

The wife says, "What the hell was that?"

"Half time," says the husband. "Switch sides."

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