TLDR: I’m divorcing my husband because of his farts. But for the love, please read the whole thing before you comment. Fr.
Emergency edit: I need to get ahead of this. He has posted a reply which I will not be linking for obvious reasons but if you do see it plz take it with a grain of salt cuz he GREATLY exaggerated
{Edit #1: Okay so since thousands do not believe me, I did a 2 min impromptu interview with the guy when he dropped off some of my old stuff yesterday, since we still live in the same complex. I will post on Tik Tok today.
I could post here or YouTube if that’s easier. I’ll get called a Tik Tok clout chaser either way so who cares. Anywho, he verified that it’s true.
IM NOT LYING. None of this is me joking, I had had like two margaritas, was kid free that weekend and it was 1am when I originally rage posted this. The extreme detail was fueled by petty rage, not AI.
But, your comments are SENDING ME 😂
Edit #2: I was told to post this on like 5 subs cuz copy pasta got so wild. Idk the appropriate Reddit way and what’s ok or not and I’m kind of an idiot so plz keep that in mind. I mean no harm.}
I truly wish this were a joke.
Part of this whole situation is on me for not dating him for a long time before we got married, and a big chunk of that dating was spent having completely lost my sense of smell from Covid. That fact alone is absolutely unbelievable but it’s true. Side note, I got my smell back.
The other wild part is that when we were dating, he hung over at my place mainly, and I didn’t carry a lot of unhealthy snacks for him to snack on at night. This fact is VERY relevant for the story. Once we got married, things went downhill very quickly.
He started inhailing as many snacks and as much dairy as possible at night. Sometimes he would go out and get a deep dish, fried cheese, loaded pizza and devour it at 11 PM after eating an entire bag of greasy chips and like 27 pieces of taffy. And a glass of milk.
Or 3. At first I thought it was just a bad fart here and there. But as the nights progressed, I realized that the bad farts were becoming a nightly nightmare.
I know what normal stinky farts are. Even bad sulfuric farts. But, these are not simply either of those.
These farts are incompatible with life itself. The first time one really hit me in the face, I projectile vomited. I could taste them.
The story doesn’t end here –
it continues on the next page.
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