Gas Powered Bike

(My boyfriend and I are lying in bed when he starts to rub my butt.)

Me: “What are you doing?”

Boyfriend: “I’m trying to get the butt genie to come out.”

Me: “The only thing that will come out is gas.”

Boyfriend: “Works for me.”

Me: “But then you would have to say your wish really fast.”

Boyfriend: “Bicycle!”

Me: “… what?”

Boyfriend: “That’s my wish, bicycle.”

(Now whenever he hears me pass gas he yells ‘bicycle!’)