So, yesterday I was playing with my son...he is two years old...anyway,I was sitting on the floor and he was standing next to me when all of a sudden I farted...He looks over at me with this quizical face. He then walks around behind me, lifts the bottom of my shirt and pulls the the back of my pants out...looks down into the crack of my arse and says..."poop"?
I think I am raising him right.
I think I am raising him right.
Good call on the river bottoms. That makes sense.