An elderly married couple had just settled into bed when the old man let out a loud f@rt and declared, “Seven points!”
His wife, confused, rolled over and asked, “What’s that supposed to mean?”
The old man grinned and replied, “It’s f@rt football.”
Not wanting to be left out, a few minutes later, the wife let one rip and proudly announced, “Touchdown, tie game!”
After a short pause, the old man fired off another and boasted, “Aha! 14 to 7! I’m winning.”
Determined to keep up, the wife let loose another big one, saying, “Touchdown, tie game again.”
Then, with a little squeaker, she added, “Field goal! I’m in the lead, 17 to 14.”
Now feeling the pressure, the old man couldn’t bear the thought of losing.
Determined to reclaim the lead, he pushed with all his might—only to try too hard.
To his horror, he accidentally pooped in the bed.
His wife, shocked, asked, “What on earth just happened?”
The old man sighed and said, “Half time—time to switch sides.”
