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She’s not laughing. Yesterday, when her friends were over, he let out a loud fart and thought it was hilarious, even as the smell filled the room and humiliated her in front of everyone she cares about. Now she’s making sure he understands exactly how it feels to be on the receiving end. He’s pinned beneath her, helpless, as she lowers herself onto his face and lets one rip right into his nostrils. This isn't a joke anymore, it's a lesson in respect. And he's going to breathe in every last bit of it until she decides he's learned his place. She planned this all day. For lunch, she had two bowls of chili loaded with extra beans and onions, chased by a big plate of broccoli and cheese washed down with soda. Then she snacked on hard-boiled eggs and garlic bread, just to make sure the results would be truly punishing. Now, as she squats over his trapped face. Hey hubby, how do my onion and garlic farts smell? You don’t like it, do you? Not so funny when it’s your face buried in it, huh? Bet you wish you kept your little joke to yourself yesterday. Now take a nice deep breath, you earned every bit of this. Next time you embarrass me like that in front of my friends, I won't just fart on your face, I'll fucking shit in your mouth. You think this is bad? You have no idea what I'm capable of when I'm pissed off. Now shut up and breathe.