An old codger and his wife are getting ready for bed and put their teeth out in glasses. They snuggle down and the bloke lets a loud one out. The old crone cries out "My God What's that?"
He replies "Fart football. Back of the net. 1-0 to me."
She doesn't take this lying down and lets one weedy one out. "1-1 in off far post "
He retaliates "Direct from corner - 2-1 to me." She then lets 2 go "bent round the wall -2-2. close in finish 3-2"
He can't be beaten by a woman and knows he's probably on dangerous ground but goes anyway. "SPLURGE, SPLURGE< SPLURGE" - followed by very rank smell.
She squeals "My God - What's that??"
He replies "Half time. Change sides."