Pfffft!...PFFFT!
I turned from the stove and looked to the table. Vincent and Logan were sitting, drinking some milk and eating a small cupcake as I prepared food for dinner later. I couldn't find the source of the noise so I returned to cooking.
PFFFFT...PFFFTTT.PFFFFFTTTTTTTTT!!
I turned around and Logan gave me the biggest shit eating grin. I smiled back as I finally realized what the sound was. As I grinned I and tried to offer a piffle of my own. I didn't succeed but they gave me an A for effort as they erupted in giggles and laughter.
When did flatulence become an entertaining family past time? And when did I become so gross?
Oh well, at least the boys think I'm cool.
Friday, April 11, 2008
One of the Boys
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