Unfiltered Story #180372

I’m in the bedroom putting away clothes while my fiancé is in the kitchen washing dishes, the sink is located next to the window where our 8 month old Great Dane puppy likes to watch.

Fiancé: *yelling* “OH GOD WHY?!”

Me: * calls out to make sure he’s ok* “what happened? Are you alright in there?”

Fiancé: “The dog just farted outside and it blew through the window and hit me in the face!”

Me: “I’m going to stay in here then”

Fiancé: “oh f**k I farted to! It’s like a cocktail of death in here. First he farted then I farted and oh god bleggg”

He learnt to shut the window while doing dishes after that