In and out

After I had gone to bed, an overwhelming smell overpowered me and I was actually awakened at 3:15 in dog gone morning. I was sleeping so good too, dreaming a dream like I never dreamed before. I turned over and saw hubby watching television and the smell was still there. It was so awful that I actually thought it was in my dream and that I should wake up to be rid of it.

I tapped hubby on his shoulder and asked him if he smelled that? He said no. So I said, "What is that pathetic smell?" Hubby then burst out laughing....and I sat up in bed and and screeched, "YOUR STANK TAIL POOTED". It was all under the cover and sheets. I told hubby to find air freshner NOW and spray our room. I know it was better out than in, but at 3:15 in the morning, I told hubby that something had to have crawled inside of him and just died, the whole carcas and all and that he needed an enema to get that out. I was so sleepy. I did manage to fall back asleep like an hour later and hubby still thinks it was funny. You know what they say about pay back.