This past weekend the kids were playing elsewhere in the house and I settled in with my husband to watch some TV football. While I have seen enough games over the years and understand what is going on, my husband is absolutely riveted to the game. At one time during the first quarter when things were especially tense, he passed some serious gas. I didn't say a word, but then in the second quarter he did it twice more. So I called him on it and told him that if he did it once more that he probably needed to have a good cleaning out.
Not five minutes later he let another on go and I told him he would have to come to the bathroom at half time. He put up no arguement and showed up as told. I gave hime a full 2 quarts of soapy enema and then left closing the bathroom door behind me. He got a good cleaning out, but I warned him that if there was any more gas out of him in the second half he would be given a second bag full. Needless to say, things were quiet.