A recently overheard conversation in our house:
William, four: “Hey, guys, guess what! I just farted on Mom!”
Jacob, ten: “Oh yeah? We do that all the time.”
William: “Well, this was my FIRST time.”
Passing gas on your mom! It’s like a rite of passage into manhood!
(God help me…)
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BAHAHAHAHAHAHA Oh my, isn’t that special? I don’t recall my boys farting on me, but it could have been a secret boy thing.