Making a Father proud.

Let me begin by saying, we are a gaseous family. At least on my side. Though my Wife can compete with the best of them. (Yes, we are that juvenile sometimes.) I mean, come on, I do call my kids the Farty Pants Twins for a reason.

So, suffice it to say, that tonight at dinner, Reese (all 25 lbs. of her) laid down a world record fart bomb. I mean, we are talking a 200 lb man bomb. After a bowl full of chili and beer. Reese let one go, that had a long, low, rumble that hovered over our neighborhood like a sonic boom that echoed for at least 5 minutes. If I had not been there to witness it, I would have thought my Wife a lier.

I am not sure how, a little 25lb mouse could have the intestinal fortitude to gather up a fart of this magnitude, but I am a proud man. Had I been able to let one go of this magnificence, I would be bragging about it for weeks. I know my daughter was proud, because she looked at me and did her lower voice giggle after she parted with the aforementioned fart.

I guess we all need to grow up in this house.

Naw, maybe later. Maybe.

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  1. You should ALL be proud. That can’t be easy for someone that small.

    no imageSarah, Goon Squad Sarah (Check me out!) | Jul 11, 2007 | Reply

  2. Never grow up, never ever! I always say, “The family that farts together passes out AND THEN laughs together always!!” Good for little 25-lb Reese! Only a real man’ll appreciate her talents in the future!

    Wear your pride high, Daddy-o!

    no imageMama's Moon (Check me out!) | Jul 12, 2007 | Reply

  3. HAHAHAHAHA!!!

    no imageMelissa R. Garrett (Check me out!) | Jul 12, 2007 | Reply

  4. That is so cool. Dad to dad, I think the only appropriate response is “congratulations.”

    no imageHolmes (Check me out!) | Jul 12, 2007 | Reply

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