Zeus, Get Out Of There!
Sylvester goes to his girlfriend’s parent’s house for Thanksgiving.
He’s really nervous as this is his first time meeting her family and he’s not sure what to expect. In fact, he’s so nervous that it’s giving him gas.
While they’re sitting there watching TV in the living room it isn’t so bad because the basketball match is on and it’s kind of loud. Also, the parent’s big old dog Zeus is licking his balls and everyone can hear that. So he can sit there and fart into the sofa without anyone hearing nothing.
But then everybody gets called into the dining room and he still has really bad gas, though he relaxes a little when the dog moves under the table to continue licking his balls.
After a while Sylvester just can’t hold it in anymore and to his horror the fart comes out with enough force to rattle the silverware. Nobody says anything for a moment before the mother yells, “Zeus! Get out of there.”
The dog slowly comes out from under the table and goes back to the living room.
Sylvester amazed as everybody goes back to eating and talking, they think the dog did it.
A little while later he feels another fart coming, bigger than the first. He looks around and realizes the dog is back under the table licking its balls again. So he relaxes and lets the gas go. This one shakes the table so hard some of the silverware falls off.
Everyone is quiet. Then, the mother again yells, “Zeus, get out of there!”
The dog obediently goes back to the living room. About a half hour pass and they are about to start on dessert when he feels the mother of all farts trying to punch its way through his colon. Sylvester’s really stressed but a quick glance confirms the dog is back under the table!
Feeling confident he just lets it free. It shakes the silverware. It shakes the table. It shakes the windows. And suddenly everything is quiet. Until the mom yells, “Jesus Christ, Zeus. Get out from under that table right now before the boy shits on you!”