Tuesday, 27 June 2006

Toots



Boy Oneder has a little…erm…ok ALOT of gas this evening. I have NO idea what he ate, but whatever it is, it is KILLING us. He’s making popcorn in his pants and Middleman is in hysterics. We are all laughing actually.

As I breathed in the toxic gasses, I started wondering what it is that makes us laugh at farts…ESPECIALLY little boys. One farts and then the other one tries to counter-attack. Then, they burst into fits of giggles as they compare odour, decibel level and shock value.

OK…my mind is now cleared of the foul stench and I can move on to something more mature.

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