Tissue time…
A man and a woman who had never met and who were both married to other people, found themselves assigned to the same sleeping room on a trans-continental train.
Though initially embarrassed and uneasy over having to share the compartment, they were both very tired and fell asleep quickly, he in the upper berth and she in the lower.
Around 1:00 A.M. the man leaned down and gently woke the woman saying, “Ma’am, I’m sorry to bother you, but would you be willing to reach into the closet and get me a second blanket? I’m awfully cold.”
“I have a better idea,” she purred in reply. “Just for tonight let’s pretend that we’re married.”
“Wow! That’s a great idea!” he exclaimed.
“Good!” she replied. “Get your own fucking blanket.”
After a moment of silence, he farted.
The End!
(sniff, sniff - wiping tears from my eyes) I tried to warn you.
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