As a woman who has recently gotten married, let me assure you my husband and I have long since come to terms with farting in front of each other. Or, for that matter, really trying to impress each other at all. That stopped after about year two. And that’s what’s so wonderful about it! Finally we can truly be our disgusting, unimpressive selves and still have someone to come home to.
If you’ve passed the one year mark with your S.O., you can probably relate to that sentiment, and also these cartoons…