Mr. G and I were in bed the other day goofing around. He always holds his arm as stiff as he can and I try to knock it aside.
I said, "Honey, I've been using stronger hand weights. I'm working on those biceps and triceps and one of these days I'm going to knock that arm down like it's nothing!"
At that exact moment he let out a huge fart and said, "There. That's what I think of that idea."
I would have slapped him but I was having trouble breathing...