> An old married couple no sooner hit the pillows when the old man
> passes gas
> and says, "Seven Points."
>
> His wife rolls over and says, "What in the world was that?"
>
> The old man replied, "It's fart football."
>
> A few minutes later his wife lets one go and says "Touchdown, tie
> score."
>
> After about five minutes the old man lets another one go and says,
> "Aha. I'm
> ahead 14 to 7."
>
> Not to be outdone the wife rips out another one and says,
> "Touchdown, tie
> score."
> Five seconds go by and she lets out a little squeaker and says,
> "Field goal,
> I lead 17 to 14."
>
> Now the pressure is on the old man. He refuses to get beaten by a
> woman, so
> he strains real
> hard. Since defeat is totally unacceptable, he gives it everything
> he's
> got, and accidentally poops in the bed.
>
> The wife says, "What the heck was that?"
>
> The old man says, "Half time, switch sides."
>
sounds like my house